“Music for Eternity”

“A little boy’s speaking voice came out of the stereo. “I climbed on the back of a giant albatross / What flew through a crack in the cloud / To a place where happiness reigned all year round / And music played ever so loudly.” Small Skylar, Skylar of Eternity, knew about this place where happiness sat enthroned. He did not recall loud music (but rather the notes of Bolero or the Grand Canyon Suite that got plucked on the very fibers of his heart and blown into its deepest chambers), but Eternity must have been this place, and one did indeed find it through a crack in the false surface of what others called reality. This special place sparkled through the fissures in the opacity of dirty laundry piles, reeking garbage cans, and deafening vacuum cleaners. It winked at one through the space between oak leaves and floated down into one’s hands like the maple’s whirlybirds; it shone scarlet on the proud breast of the cardinal; it pulsed the night in amber twinkles as fireflies and unrolled immense sheets of mystery as the night magic of the Milky Way.”