and there is
music
even in the
discordant
there is music
for there is
music in breath
there was music
at creation
music was the
Spirit
upon the waters
and the crashing
waves
cymbal the shore
with the smash of
stick
or the whisper of
brush
music is in the
heavens
the stars and
planets
sing
as they dance
their voices come
and go
in an orbit of
time
and music is here
heavy metal
staccato bursts
of gunfire
and quiet lullaby
the folk-dance of
prayer
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