Love is a symphony, is it not? The night began to move beneath the mist and the trumpet sounded in Heaven! The call to Love is a symphony of sound and it is hidden from us by our machines and wars and Godawful thoughts and rage. Let us fall away from hate and indifference… (Silence...) Can’t everyone see that I am in need of a listen, if for nothing else, the fact that I believe this belief is Humankind’s wish, as are all wishes. Yours and yours and yours and mine and yours and yours and yours and- it is ours to create! Ours! Rejoice that we are able creators on our way to wherever... (Ask and you can bet your worthless dollar, you shall receive it…) I feel I must have your ear, one way or another. I am begging you my friends to help me solve this riddle. (Discretion is the better part of valor, is it not?) Go ahead and be discreet, just help by engaging me… Question what I write. For the love of all and even me, engage my dancing spirit and let’s get down to busines...
(The Weaver's Song)