The Sound of Creation

In the new moon
I heard the other
side of silence:

 

Nothingness rising
to the summit of all
there is.

 

It was born in this
furnace of giddy emptiness:

 

one note,
one dot of blinding knowledge
against the aimless void,

 

a diamond on ebony,
a new life spinning out of
a blind forever,

 

spraying shattered crystal,
then waves of sun and moon
and everything precious,
falling and rising
and sculpting . . .

 

music.

 

And worlds.

 

And all that is unknowable,
unreachable and perfect
is contained in rhythm,
the web we get lost in
on our way to infinity.

 

Clothed in a night
dripping stars,
I heard the ancestral drums:

 

Heavens's floor was just a stage
for the heartbeat
crashing to earth
then back to where we came from,

 

and all the answers were there,
but life stood between us:
just one short life and
one illusion between me
and understanding.

 

In the waterfall I heard
the ancient strings,
the first of many worlds
and the first notes
the river learned
in a burst of unbearable love,

 

now wandering in song,
now endlessly born

 

in the beginning
and the end of time.

 

Patricia Joan Jones

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Starward's picture

Your command of cosmic

Your command of cosmic imagery to express the points and the emotions in this poem is so very admirable.  You are building a kind of cosmic series, and I wait with eager anticipation for the next poem, and the poem after that, and on and on.


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I can't thank you enough for

I can't thank you enough for your very encouraging comments. You made my day. 

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Thanks for the reply.  And I

Thanks for the reply.  And I will say your poem certainly made my day, or the next several.  I am sure glad that random browsing brought me first to your poems---what serendipity!


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I'm deeply grateful for every

I'm deeply grateful for every awesome reply you bring my way. 

word_man's picture

and this may be the exact way

and this may be the exact way it was created

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Thank you for catching that!

Thank you for catching that! I was hinting at the ancient philosophical concept of "the music of the spheres". It's a pleasure to have you read my work with such thought and insight. Many thanks. 

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my pleasure

my pleasure

Cascade's picture

I love every magical,

I love every magical, melodic, expression of this beautiful work of art.

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Many thanks for your

Many thanks for your uplifting feedback.

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This is fantastic in every way. I could feel every note... and I'm left with a yearning to be reborn. 


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Thank you for that gorgeous

Thank you for that gorgeous reply. I'm deeply grateful. 

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Thank you for reading and

Thank you for reading and leaving such poetic soulprints. I value your opinion.

Incompl's picture

You are an amazing writer,

You are an amazing writer, this poem is overwhelming, somehow I touched fingertips with the meaning of life And it left me giddy and empty. Bravo. 


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Thank you kindly for that

Thank you kindly for that uplifting and beautiful feedback.

Stephen's picture

"It was born in this furnace of giddy emptiness"

Such beautiful wording.  ---   Stephen

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Thank you kindly for your

Thank you kindly for your encouragement.