Music Made the World - 06/29/10

Darkness, darkness.
Darkness of the infant universe,
not a clue
how to walk,
how to talk,
how to grow,
freshly clumped together
by the dance of little

universe bits

colliding together with such a
big bang
that the universe came
into being within
beats
of the dancing

universe bits.

From then on,
it was music,
it was magic,
it was science,
it was tragic the way the space
swallows all sound
in the vastness,
not enough

universe bits

for the beats
to dance off of
and make their sweet music.
Until a little spark of drums,
and blow of a bright yellow horn,
the sun,
and scattered all around at their feet
were all those little

universe bits,

and they clumped together,
by the pull of that horn,
those perfect notes
that lit the sky,
and so formed a ball,
rocky like the high notes that
the comets sang
as they zipped around the horn,
but rocky as it was,
it was,
and it continued to be,
a little ball of blue like jazz
and green like the violins’ low, mellow notes,
it was
and it continued to be,
a little ball of rock,
brown as the tambourine’s
tap
tap
tap!
A little ball of clouds,
white like the melancholy moan
of the piano.
So it was
and continued to be.