The Sound of Silence(12)

After all, it sounded insane. Was there anyone refusing beauty while embracing naught? The answer was no one but him, because he treated music as precious jewelry, and worshiped it with pious faith. What was profane was to get it too close.
He would rather be a blind fool than an awakened man. But he failed to cheat himself. The fatal boredom had come to him.
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
However, he did not take into account that music was like a friend alive, rather than a combination of tones and voices. One treated her with kindness would be treated with kindness, and with indifference would be with indifference. It was not so unfair the judgement on the shepherd. It served him right, instead.