The sounds of the universe

The moon has a sound. Have you ever heard it? It is not a sound like those around us – the sound of a pebble thrown into water, the sound of a car passing by, the sound of wind blowing. It is quite another sound that is heard not by the physical ear, but by the inner ear.

We can all hear it, if we let ourselves sit back, relax, disentangle ourselves from all the other sounds. The sounds of our thoughts running in our head. If only we stopped engaging with those sounds. We would then hear the sound of the moon.

We will then hear what tranquility sounds like. We will hear what it feels like to be witness to this astounding earth, for 5 billion years. To silently witness it, rotating on its axis, to watch life arise, to see species arise and die, to see man as part of nature, unseparated from it. Then, man as nature’s companion, worshiper, protector. And then, finally, as nature’s destroyer. And to just watch all that, in stillness, tranquility, beauty. From that watching, emerges a sound. It is a sound of eternity.

The sounds of eternity are the sounds of the universe. They are the sounds which our ancients, when still in love with nature, based the ragas on. A raga for the night. A raga for dawn. A raga for when it rains. A raga for when it is about to rain, but hasn’t yet, and only the clouds have gathered. A raga for the evening, when the sun blesses us gently, before departing for the night, leaving everything soft, untouched, and magical. And a raga for the middle of the night, when the lovers meet secretly.

The middle of the night is also when Krishna plays his flute. And the women of the world, or the women within us, full of longing, desire, passion, receptivity, go forth to the source of the tune, and merge with it. The mysterious union of Krishna, in his infinite forms, and his lovers, takes place in the honey forest, far away from the busy cities of man, where his body lies restless in bed, changing sides, struggling to sleep. And it all takes place with sound of Krishna’s flute coming from somewhere unseen.

Also from this perception of the sounds of the universe, the mantras arose. They often mean nothing. They are just one syllable, or a few. Yet, they convey something that hours of philosophical discourse cannot.

The sun has a sound too. And so does that distant planet, a few thousand light years away, silently rotating on its own axis, silently revolving around its own star. Yet, singing a song.

These are the sounds of the universe. They are heard when we stop grasping at the sounds all around us and inside us. When we let the senses settle into their natural stillness.

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~ by tdcatss on December 28, 2017.

3 Responses to “The sounds of the universe”

  1. Let me compliment this post in the highest possible manner…with silence.
    Thank you.

  2. Greetings,

    What a wonderful post! Many thanks to Sonya for bringing it my attention.

    The hard-to-fathom planetary and cosmic time-scale comes through in this powerfully brief bit of writing.

    We admire the highlighting of humans being “part of nature, unseparated from it.”

    Wonderful!

    All good wishes,

    robert

  3. Thank you, Robert and Sonya. :)

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