Don’t
know what
made
the universe
They
say it was
a
breath of love
maybe
a word
The
lightest thing
Unimaginable
Started
all
that
you can weigh
London
bridge
A
linnets cry
A
single note
Splashed
the sky
But
guess what keeps
The
world afloat
the
climes intact
Music
of course
Nothing
new
Your
music keeps
The
spheres a-glowing
Stops
them growing
Cold
as embers
Your
music keeps
the moon and heavens
the moon and heavens
Interwoven
spider silky
Finely
balanced like a song
That
is why the way is milky
and exceptionally long
and exceptionally long
Yes
you glue the velvet patches
With
a tune
Which
proves their glory
Vivid
invisible
As
you like
Blue
as chrome
On
a motorbike
Your
music moves
The
undercurrent
Of
eternal consciousness
Its
childlike bliss
A
mind apart
The
only way of knowing
The
universal heart
In
the beginning
There
was nothing
Then
came music
Imperceptible
When
you do as you love
You
love what you do
It’s
inevitable
You
do as you will
And
it’s a miracle.
9/8/19
--
For Yana Blinder
graphic image / Ian Curtis
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