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That who wields the lyre, Whose company the poets so deeply desire, That, who guards the scrolls and books of history, Who guides historians through the past's mystery, That, who warmly whispers in lovers ears, That who encourages feelings and dispels shaming fears, The one who cites lyrics in a rhythm, sings and plays, They, who guides musicians through the note?s maze, They, who spreads nostalgic and tragic scent Who helps those whose misery has to vent, They, in a veil, whose voice bearies hymns, They who grants strength to cultivators limbs, They who dances joyfully and propels hoedowns, Bringing agility to the feet and festive sounds, They who smirks, smiles and laughs out loud, Infusing comedic blow in the lungs of the crowd, They who gazes upward and perceives the sky, Who guides those who look and aim high All them and each alone, Let them whisper an inspiring tone In the ears of those who seek inspiration, They shall grant them the power of creation. ~ICantSet | |