Sounds of My Inner Being

This wordy world of sound
makes no sound sense at all.
It screams within a multitude of melodies
unheard by me, yet is recorded
in my split-fast molecular identity.

Even in discord is harmony
that I can scarce imagine
in this protected,
walled-in
Jericho existence,
my species’ children’s playground
for adults.

For here, all I can hear
are syncopated fragments of sound,
one sound of many.

Become a child once more.
Be still.
For stillness is the missing sound.
And it contains all sound there is.

Now, listen to this sound of silence,
this inner sound,
suspended in the wings of your electric
multi-dimensional
great inner being.
Be still…
and listen to the sound of your own thoughts,
and know
that you, yourself, are also sound.

Amidst all other sound think,
“I am sound.
I sing my past and future
always in the NOW,
so I can change both any time.
I sing my NOW-song loud and clear –
all new beginnings happen here-
and then and there
I HEAR this song of silence
that I have always also sung.

It rings within my ears
despite my built-up fears.
For as these self-made walls of fear
come finally tumbling down
I hear
through yet another barrier,
built with my fear of fears,
I hear…
I hear my own tone clearly.

I’m utterly amazed! For it propels
my multicolored molecules
staccato fashion, all at once,
into these lands of space and time.

It’s my own tone
that sings my glorious selves
in worlds of sound and silence
triumphantly forever.”

Ute Kaboolian