Perfume as Music in Christ’s Ears
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If you could play a sky-time orb, which one
Would you pick up? The moon as tambourine
Might fill your night-time, or the midnight sun
Might be your choice if it were amber, green
Or even purple as an amethyst
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Of spatial fragrance. Saturn’s chord-like rings
Might be deployed, by your fingers kissed
As glass harmonicas and take on wings
To fly to galaxies so far away
That planets now unknown might be your choice
As instruments. Then you with breath might play
Ethereal cantatas with your voice.
Why stop at that? At last involve the whole
High cosmos, key it with your total soul.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Sep 5, 2024 | MU, SY |