The Sounds of Stars


Home is a rural place full of song.

The closest neighbors are oaks and pines that sing in tune with the wind.

The ground cover of chaparral dances in time with the trees.

At night the coyotes sing tenor and the owls sing bass. The bats provide a wispy percussion.

The loudest song, however, is silent.

Clear nights provide an unearthly umbrella of color leaking from a black canvas. The galaxy in which we exist drips its lights of fire onto our eyes and, if we are very, very still, we can hear them.

We can hear the reds and blues and whites.We can feel, as if it were sound, the pulsing of the energies that are sent in our direction. They are the remnants of explosions that no longer exist.

Words do not describe the awe, the majesty of those moments, late at night when you can hear the stars.

Categories: Music, Singing, UncategorizedTags: , ,

12 comments

  1. So very beautiful. I could almost hear them too as I read your words so aptly descriptive.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. So very beautiful. I could almost hear them too as I read your words so aptly descriptive.

    Like

  3. You are most welcome. 🙂

    Like

  4. Beautiful! The last line is my favorite!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Thank you for this offering. You are helping in keeping the good Choral Music alive.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: