-- Language of the Universe –
John Herlihy
At first silky silence abounds,
As infinities make their rounds.
Time’s continuum not yet known,
Eternity a hand-made tapestry sewn.
The universe born into quietude,
Drawn from the realm of certitude.
Silence uttered the first, the only, word,
Unto and beyond the celestial horizon heard.
All of existence captured by the word “BE”,
Sound evokes darkness and light to see.
The scattered pieces exist as atoms,
Conscious life as Eves and Adams.
Rhythms flow from celestial spheres,
As sound whispered into angelic ears.
Harmonious tempos offer sheer delight,
Blending sight and sound into dazzling light.
Language of the universe as wind chimes,
Meaning of the universe as poetic rhymes.
Now whenever the silence is again heard,
Memory evokes the song of the first bird.
The silence, once broken, united together,
Into a harmonious cord that sounds forever.
We listen, ever attentive, humbly, meekly,
As the eternal Spirit sings to us ever sweetly.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Sunday 27 March 2022
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