He is my Sound Master

 

He Is My Sound Master

 

He is my Sound Master, said Father.

First I thought, eyebrow high – Music Teacher,

but the Sound is so infinite in my Father,

not to fathom by any earth preacher.

 

In the Sound there are Father’s pillars.

Is the basis for His all construct.

Upon this fundament, is Creation

a most wondrous Divine, Magic Act.

 

With my ears I can hear the Music,

while rhythm I perceive with my heart.

With majestic a hand, Father pulses

universal, fine tunes for the bard.

 

Even my hair sense that high Music,

in so healing, a breeze over me.

With His smile so gentle, His Sound

gives me wings, to start dancing and be…

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