Music - The Divine Messenger

Marvellous useful spell in creativity
Omni present, omni potent with divinity
Tuned, trans figured in umpteen voices
In whose healing touch most, one rejoices

Known from the times immemorial
Holding progeny with umbilical chord ideal
Manifest in the world, as a bond of fraternity
The tunes advance by and large a sense of integrity

Composing cosmos with breath indispensable
A bone of human voice unimaginable
Meant for keeping one’s spirit elated
As numinous, the power is best treated

Of one’s life through seven stages
Quite proportionate to the age
Speak volumes, the songs designed
To hold one berathless, the means are defined.

The cheerful and grief stricken, moved alike
Around are there that none can dislike
As quick as lightening or as light as rain
Quality imperious and imperial, the voice can gain.

The mystic, sceptic and the rational
Of sure, submit to the melody universal
In variety of devices, clearly audible
Whose power as panacia is discernable

The art, with ardent lovers a plenty
Flourishes, making them each a celebrity
To be a heart throb of the mob and elite
Whose songs turn into a delicious feast.
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‘There is not the smallest orb which thou beholdest
But in his motion like an angel sing
Such harmony is in immortal souls
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.’
-Shakespeare’s ‘Merchant of Venice’