The Makings Of Music
A first utterance.
All animals speak.
Listen;
the rhythm of your walking
when
sole meets earth
stone
meets stone as sisters grind grain
the
sound of deepness, when our bodies came
together,
in loving swing
or
whisper, the sound of hum
coo
child, at rest in your arms
the
shell’s breath, heartbeat against your ear
hear,
the wave, mother of music.
