All things being equal and man being made of dawnrise and nightshadows, I'll counter each song of the abyss with one of bliss.

Let us ride on the tides of the seasons and bask in gamma rays,
The universe was once young so they say.
Imagine the spirals of flowering stars
Can you see them emerging from the singularity of one?
Maybe it's true that out of the one came many.
It seems that a fog descends when I go too far back.
A child peeking into that forbidding ruin.
Haunted by the echos of truth forgotten.
Strange and alien melodies leap about like frogs.
Dashing and crashing against the rocks of harsh reality.
The discordant consonance overpowers the eyes with its heady aromas.
Silver and green moonbows arch and lift away the curtain.
Singing choruses of sibilant nymphs prance about the primal meadows of forgotten naivety.
The background cosmic microwaves of radiation vacillate between potentiality and collapsed reality.
Symphonic silence reigns supreme as it cascades across the canvass of Maia
Stabbed and harried by Shivas phallic thrusts from which are born the multiverses. 
Come play whisper the lily gazing stars,
Join us in the river that winds through the verdant forests
Careen through the rivers of thought and mind
Transcend and elevate above the mountains daunting your daring.
Approach and broach infinitesimal if you dare
Don't be undone by the Sphinx's paradoxical musings.
Accept that what is because it is yet isn't because it is.
Realize the folly of your wisdom and the brilliance of your stupidity.
Drink it all in like a parched wayfarer of the skyscape.
Cease and desist when you well please
Enlist or persist if you wish.
And most of all never say never unless you'd never.