The whole universe is singing! The rhythm of its movements Multiplies measure upon measure, Exploding the silence of the deep, Then tumbles back Into a syncopate refrain, Only to break free again In a kaleidoscopic twist.
Parts of a part Burst forth in the heat of the day, Cool in the sea breezes And fall back to earth Under an evening star, Only to rise again, Under a different sky,
Did you think You were not A part Of the pattern? Mike Cox