I wander aimlessly through the abyss driven by a force unseen and as yet unheard. The stirring in my mind is not clear, but only the suggestion of perfection promised.
An image starts to materialize far before me, tall and majestic though mysterious still, as no shape or penant yeilds knowing to my eyes. The way is steep and treacherous, my very life is the cost of shoud I continue and fail. But I could no more turn away and save myself than I could call down rain from the clouds on high.
My eyes sting from sweat and my breath comes in deep gasps. Rising above the pounding of my heart I start to hear.....
Music? Could it be? Would it be that my quest is for the one love I know is real?
Oh yes! It is music! Sweet music, clear and true!
I am transformed, my limbs feel lighter as I renew my efforts to meet my fate! One more rise to conquer is all that seperates me from glory foretold. I cast feelings of unworthiness aside and climb faster still.
As I am almost overwhelmed by crystaline melodies, I advance to the top of this misty plataue and stand humbled before the essence of audible joy! The silvery tower sparkels in the sun and rises through the clouds! At the top, a silken flag flys proudly in the wind proclaiming this kingdom's name, Studio Projects!
Who am I to stand at the base of this creation of wonder? I am just a man, but yet I feel compelled to offer some token of my appreciation and allegiance. My coin is light, but I draw back and hurl my purse upward into the clouds to this giver of musical truth!
My heart swells with contentment as I journey back down. Will my offering be accepted and smiled upon? One never knows, but I came with honor and devotion. Surely the land will be rich come harvest.
