A single note hums,
Born of silence, infinite,
Boundless as the stars,
It ripples through the cosmos,
Threading hearts to heaven's edge.
The strings of the soul,
Taut with longing and with love,
Catch the unseen winds,
Resonating, they remind
Of a deeper harmony.
Each chord whispers truth,
That all is one, and one all.
Even the still stone
Hums its ancient, secret song,
A rhythm of quiet being.
The universe breathes,
Its pulse woven into time,
A celestial choir.
We are echoes, fleeting notes
In the ever-turning wheel.
To hear is to see:
Beyond the veil of the flesh,
A symphony blooms,
Inviting all to partake
In the eternal music.
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