When the music of the mind melds with the melody of the soul
The silver threads of time stand silent.
On billowy clouds each measure reaches out to touch the universe
Then flows swiftly back to earth.
The language of rhyme makes the heart beat in three four time
As golden notes fall in line to awake the silent song.
Then springs the step and dance to the music of the mind.

Tides ebb like drum rolls that reach to kiss the sand
The waves rise up against the rock to crecendo as symbols clash,
Then bow back to sea in deep tones of revelry.
The tempo strikes the beat when memeory turns to repeat.
An arpeggio in sand trickles down to meet the sea,
While saw grasses sway to the tune of the breeze,
Impressions of time passed in silver pools left standing.
All snaps to commands at the conductor's raised hand
When we dance to the music of the mind.

Darkness falls as bright crystals chime and the music blends in peace.
Dreams drift in endless space when designs spin with circling grace.
Tall sentries stand to keep time to the tune of the pulsating light.
Capsules sway and bob upon the dark abyss in random notes lilke this.
I slumber off to wait the dawn, and begin again the melodic tones that
Dance to the music of the mind.