Monday, January 17, 2022

The notes

I may abstractly imagine myself a mathemusician
studying various patterns and grammar to these notes
but the beauty lies in letting go,
each note, for note

for they imply movement
and a sound or passing timbre 

they can be short or loud
and special in combination
or set:
it does not matter,
the recipe already exists in name only
but its language is another

the way to speak it is silent
and to us
it is a gift. truly.
when the elements combine
and music is made,
when spoken,
is a feeling like none other

jubals pleasure benefits us all
and the nervous system raises our hairs;
this is only the beginning 

it is perhaps the most beautiful 
music
let me always learn it's secrets
with something to say
without having to say anything
play onward, to share,
speak softly.

remember,
you are at the beginning.

sometimes notes 74