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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

The first word

The first word was purely sound,
sent around the world, creating
a universe so perfectly dancing we
cannot perceive the strings that
bound all and everything together.

The first word was purely sound,
spoken to the child, waiting
in the womb so perfectly fitting we
cannot perceive the spirit that
bound all and everything together.

The first word was purely sound,
blown to the lover, feeling
oneself with each other completing we
cannot perceive the soul that
bound all and everything together.

The first word was purely sound,
born into music, sounding
in words of poets and prophets we
cannot perceive the power that
bound all and everything together.