MusicMakers
The MusicMaker
soothes all who hear the melody he makes
He strums
with altruistic heart the chords of civil grace
He sings
aloud the aria of kindness and respect
In notes
of joyous friendship all his melodies echo back
Through space
and time his songs we hear ... the symphonies so sweet
And sometimes
march in unison and never skip a beat
From aristocrat
to bounder all have heard the wonderous sounds
They float
upon the silence and do quietly resound
Yet there
are those who with ear deaf forsake the tunes they hear
And choose
instead to propogate cacaphony in the air
We are the
MusicMakers let us all in chorus begin
To dance
to the rhythm of love and the beauty which lies within
Copyright(
C)
Crystal
Tiger,
1999
Men profess
to be lovers of music, bur for the most part they give no evidence in their
opinions and lives that they have heard it.
Henry David
Thoreau
A splendid
brass band has just been playing a few pieces on the street,
in the rain.
It felt like velvet to one's inner being.
Henri Frederic
Amiel
Nobody dreams
of music in hell, and nobody conceives of heavin without it.
S. Parkes
Cadman
Music is the
only language
in which
you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing.
John Erskine
Music expresses
that which cannot be said
and on which
it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo
Music alone
has the power to make us penetrate into ourselves...
Honore de
Balzac
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