Music

When the world wanes away;
When the vicissitudes of tone take you through,
Making you feel something
Intangible--
Incomprehensible--
And yet it feels right.

When the words whispered in your ear of
Mesmerizing misery,
Eroding ecstasy,
Vicious veracity,
Meaning ciphered in a volume of vagueness
Condemning the oblivious and offering the open-minded a
Plethora of possibilities,
Fervently flow through the morose mind.

When the catharsis of one becomes revelation to another;
Revelation, the catharsis of another.

When the sonorous succession of sounds of serenity ring
And bring about an arc on your face,
Or cerulean pools upon those cerulean eyes,
Or anger in your heart,
Respite for your soul.

When you can close your eyes
And let your mind drift away,
Unperturbed by the rashness of reality,
Just for a moment.
Just for the moment.
That--
is Music.