Music Hall Dedication

Where there was once a plot of earth
now stands a monument of art,
a grandiose space.

Arms open wide to grasp firmly
those in need of release.

What is it that exists here,
that delights in the activity
of setting souls free?

It is the inner voice,
the cry of the soul
where it is openly shared
as in a vast communion.

Come, gather round the raised table,
and invite yourselves to a treat
for the ears.

Come, rest your weary spirits in these vast chambers,
and leave your work life,
your home life,
your school life;
come and leave them at the door.

One may always find them again.

Instead be seated,
rest your bones down.

Do not be afraid to close your eyes,
for they can be deceiving
if one is to truly experience music
in its purest and simplest form.

Yes;
you may come to watch,
but also come prepared to listen.
Sight is not required
to enjoy music.

Sometimes it is best swallowed in little sips,
rather than chugging it down at once.

One must take the time to enjoy song,
to revel in the marvelous sounds
as one would a good beverage.
However, if that is not your way,
waft the sound in,
gather it in a basket,
soak in it.

No one can teach a person how to listen,
how to enjoy,
how to live.

Instead, enter;
come in for you are welcome.