Memory ignites music, holy music!
Music the enchanter, most prophesying of all sensory companions and conversationalists.
Lovely music, who comes echoing through dark alleyways for you!
Steam engine music, who whistles holy code through the mechanical drone of static railcar pistons!
Galloping music, who wields sad-eyed impressionable memory’s flaming torchlight for you! Who lights up your darkrooms!
Music the minuteman, calling to you from brotherly horseback, snuffing out dark cobwebs with triumphant brightness, emerging from the sunken depths of the mind, deep and deeper in the memory of your ears!