THE MUSE OF HEAVENS...........!

Steve worked as a musician at a local zoo in California. He was very talented with his guitar, but he lacked a muse..... An inspiration. His days at the zoo were very monotonous and unhappy. His only companion at the zoo was the hippo caretaker Mr. Pongo.Mr. Pongo was a very jovial man who loved animals. He was appointed as the hippo caretaker as the hippos absolutely loved him. He was indeed their buddy...!
Steve's usual performance was in front of the peacock cage. Steve felt a strange emptiness, a painful void when he looked at the beautiful birds. He could feel the hollowness in his music. That's when he realized that his music had no meaning, no purpose.... He needed a muse. Seeing the despair in Steve's eyes, Mr. Pongo decided to talk to Steve about the Legend of the Muse of Heavens. It was a very famous legend that there was an extremely beautiful muse, who lived in the castle of rhythm. Only he who seeks her with all his heart would eventually find her. Men have wasted their lives trying to find her, but none have succeeded. The legend also says that once he finds her, his life would fill with rhythm and inspiration. Steve waited no longer once he heard the legend. He packed his guitar and bid Mr. Pongo farewell and left in search of the muse. He walked for days. Searching for a sign.... A symbol.
He no longer knew where he was or where he was heading to. All he knew was that he seeked the muse with every single breath that he took. One night while walking on a lonely land, Steve heard a soft melody. So soft, that it almost sounded like the breeze. It drew him towards itself. He was in a trance. He opened his eyes to find himself in front of a huge stone castle. A brightly lit window in the front encompassed the beautiful silhouette of a lady.
He was mesmerised. The castle door opened wide, as if to welcome him. He stepped into the castle. A lady stood at his side with her back turned towards him. She had an aura of pleasant mystery around her. She spoke softly, with a voice as soft as melody and he felt his heart fill with a strange feeling of completeness. She said,"decipher the colour of my eyes and i shall be your muse as long as eternity exists." The picture of the peacocks flashed in Steve's mind and he replied as though the answer had been in him all his life,"My charming muse, your eyes shall hold the brightest peacock blue. For i know it is you who i have seeked in the peacocks, to whom i have sang my life." At this the muse turned around with the most brilliant peacock blue eyes that seemed to fill the void in Steve's life. Rhythm filled his music as he had found the muse of heavens.......he had found his new beginning.......!