A Participative Imagining

Pause with me. 
In the breath. 
Imagine with me. 
In the moment. 
Let's go somewhere. 
Lets wonder. 
Lets travel to the place where the question unanswerable lingers in the soul. 

feel this with me: 

Which two things vibrated together? 

To make the worlds first note. 

Wind against the rocks?
The Speech of the trees?
Hollow echo of the cave? 

The movement of the dance of the beings
That existed in the silence
The note of an aura. 
Tune of the glow. 

In the beginning was the silence. 
Before music
Before the note. 
The gap before the note was made. 

So what note was first? 
Before the minor key arrived
The major key pronounced with colour.
Full life vibrancy of the created order. 

Dissonance, tension, not yet fragmentation
Tones and tune
Instead in harmony with the Angels of life.

What sound might love make?
As she wanders in the silent before
When theres nothing there
But she. 

The music of water rising and falling
The music of life as she makes her way
The music of the storm
Tunes that form from the heavenly realms. 

Music echoes into a rich homecoming,
Ancient sounds key open the doors of the soul heart
Expressions of wonder
In the invitation of the gaps
The pause. 
Pregnant. Poignant. 
Tunes that caress our ancient divinity. 

Music becomes rich in the eternal time
Timeless home
Beats that form new spaciousness. 
The dance of heart and soul, eternally here. 
From ancient first note, to the next one you hear.
A rhythmic embrace of eternity. 

Lets go to where the question find its tune. 

At the core of the world and at the core of the soul is silence that ripples with the music of beauty and the whisperings of the eternal. (John O’Donohue, Divine Beauty)