“There is geometry in the humming of the strings… there is magic in the spacing of the spheres”... I can write that song. To pour out my soul factors across skies as an anthem to the honorables who built before me, the architects of my existence. I ask that it amount to masterful melody, a Reel to the Benefactors of my dreams & Donors of my tools… I pray they sing in shared resonance, pound in time on the tabor, their wind whistle on the fife, and let us dance starry Heavens… FSA Scotland.
