An Invocation to Muse Beethoven

Sing to me the song, Muse Beethoven, the elixir of sorrow and spirit
written with wisdom and sentiment from tools of crafted intellect,
composed on the wrinkled papers of time.
Many relish in the passion developed within your essence,
many journeys people undertake, experienced within depths of minds,
the tune of life encompassed in that final note.
But I fear not see the true simplicity of the song, hard as I strive--
the obscureness of my complicated ways
leaves me in a weird world needing meaning, the song of hues and hope
and the melody, nostalgic, providing different emotions to the soul.
Show me the way, Muse, ode to music,
Start from where you please, and I, ready and seeking understanding,
will follow.

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