The din, the noise, the gale of sound
Then, descending like light, pouring into a sable and dusty sanctuary,
The silk strains of of rippling chords,
Filling and thrilling my ears, my mind, my soul.
The crescendo of beauty, the primal cry.
Thus emerged A Saucerful of Secrets
And the Atomic Heartbeat of Pink Floyd
Became my own.
Thank you and Blessings