Listen to the music of the stars, he said
A hundred billion billion notes of light
Resonant spiral galaxies
Astral arpeggios
A luminous cosmic composition
Proclaiming
Miracle
Miracle
Miracle
Follow the thread of star-music, he said
Give back reverence for radiance
Give back light for light
Drumming at the edge of magic
Riding thunder across the sky
Chanting a pathway to holiness
Learning the language of wind
Dancing the body past fervour
Partnering with prayer
Give back reverence for radiance
Give back light for light
Call it mystery
Call it sacred mystery
Call it Patria
Call it home
But midst the marvel discord sounds
There’s anguish in the forest
The trees are falling fast to the blade
The rivers are writhing with toxins
And animals lost with the loss of the wild
Desolation sings descant over the world
Hold fast to the thread of star-music, he said
Hold fast to the star-song of wonder
The beginning of the melody of healing
Be a voice for the trees… exuberance in your lungs
Be a voice for the rivers… rapids in your bloodstream
Be a voice for the animals… wild with the animal in you
The miracle is not lost
Tune your senses to the world around you
To the east
Dawn unfurls a scroll of golden calligraphy
To the south
Blackberries astonish the mouth with the taste of sun
To the west
Twilight pours molten sky into lake reflection
To the north
Balsam enchants the air with a fragrant spell
As above so below
A luminous cosmic composition
The miracle is not lost
Listen to the music of the stars, he said
Ecstatic listening
That can change your life
Ecstatic living
On earth
And elsewhere
Give back reverence for radiance
Give back light for light
Call it mystery
Call it sacred mystery
Call it Patria
Call it home
Rae Crossman
Published in MusiMid
Brazilian Journal of Music and Media Studies