Wednesday 7 April 2010


Creation, from galaxy to gene dear friend,
Is a musical dream, an harmonic blend
On pianolas programed by A Maestro Supreme,
The ground base is struck, His enigmatic theme .

The tune, a uniquely melodic one,
For each instrument is uniquely done .
Through assonant chords and dissonant notes,
The whole concerto grosso spatially floats

Creating ethereal music of the spheres,
For the sole enjoyment of celestial ears.
Yet we are more than piano rolls of sound,
We flow 'continuo', as monochords profound,

By improvisation from A Cosmic Force
From Supreme Silence of An Infinite Source .

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