Sounds Poem by Indira Renganathan
Sounds
O'this system of cosmos rolling systematic
Predestined pattern carried on dogmatic
O'heart, opine of a Supremacy hypostatic
Whose banging in secret decibels cognatic
Whose music in infrared design spheric
Whose clinking in secret silence mosaic
In the immensities ere the creation creatic
Inaudible to me, you and some enigmatic
Audible yet to rishis in trance poetic
Tones and overtones in harmony sympathetic
In their hearts of space bliss aesthetic
A hymnal gift of chiming utterances then vedic
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5/5/2024 4:05:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You use the music of words very effectively in this poem to express that vibration of molecules that results in this fascinating phenomenon we call sound. The result is quite transcendental. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥