‘in a moment of tangible unreality;   born of strange and wondrous aspect’  

Time itself comes to life; 

And ceases to flow. 

and a boy in a room with a piano 

turns to you. 

And speaks in a voice; 

 laced with more than mere words. 

An anomaly that burns into existence in a wave of fire; 

‘a wave of dragons fire that resonates infinitely within your very soul.’ 

“Beware, sweet page-walker. 

for the path that lies ahead 

is not one for the faint of will,  

For it delves into the Far-Beyond, 

past the Ethereal realms, 

And into archaic secret truths of the infinite cosmos.” 

This is; Composed in Fire;    

   

a world adrift in stars;    A dream composed in song.       and a boy with hair that glowed an ethereal white,         

Skilful hands dance a tempo of passion and fire;    a proud and ethereal ballad that ignites the soul.   

   faster the fingers dance;    their conductor lost in the music;   an inferno that grows in the heart as though if he were to keep playing his song would burst into this realm  in an intensity of whispered echoes reverberating through the soul    

             

But in that world...   

   a world where unchained heart took true form    where music was the worldly incarnation of the soul itself.       In that world;    

the music;    

that fiery dance of the aether;    

It came to life.    

Flaring into being in a wave of fire and song    A ballad of wonder composed of dreams    bursting into golden-fire   A fire composed of childhood-stars     those stars of a golden memory we once knew    that infinite wonder at the magic in our world    those warm and homely feelings of safety in a mother's arms    and that pure and golden fire we once knew in young lovers eyes       to not laugh out in whooping, teary cries of overwhelming awe as the sound unlocks these forgotten wonders you never knew you had lost. (For they hide in the roots of memories; at the very depths of our souls) was impossible;       'Did I reach her...'       The boy plays his soul in a wave;    His love composed in light and fire.      'And then she felt it' 

A communication that was somehow more than thought,    

beyond speech,    

beyond music or any other worldly conveyance known to man.    

But what could only be described by way of words alone;    

As a wave of pure, musical radiance;    

an anomaly that materialized within a sensation close to what we'd call love or hope.    

A moment of such raw passion and wonder that to know it was to know music in its pure and singular essence.       And for but a moment,    two souls;  

Worlds apart;  had become one.