Tonight’s Quadrille challenge at dVerse offered by Victoria is to write a 44 word poem including the word Sound.

whispers of wind

rustling trees

birdsong at dusk

rhythm of my footsteps

padding on the grass

frog jumps in pond

splashes in my consciousness

a ripple of thought

at the frequency of now

stillness falls over me

cloak of magic

feather light

nada brahma

Notes:

In the beginning was sound, the word,  and the word was “God.” Yet we complicate the original meaning of the words – forgetting our root, deaf to the sound. Forget that the whole point of our “uni-verse” is to bring us towards the oneness.

My father said, “This sound [vibration of God] is the source of all manifestation….The knower of the mystery of sound knows the mystery of the whole universe.”  Who is not listening?

Nada Brahma, Nada Brahma – all the world is sound. And…