“Earth with her ten thousand flow'rs...”
So begins a song I listened to today. Another line says,
“Songs beneath and songs above bear this record: God is love.”
It is an acapella cover by Eclipse of the hymn "God is Love.”
As that line was sung, I looked out the window of the train to see a landscape of rail roads, roads, weedy grass, houses, a cloudy sky... and I heard tunes!
I've been waiting for this for a while... To hear tunes inside me from phenomena or objects around me.
I looked at the weeds and heard a staccato-textured, spontaneous tune on a xylophone and plucked string instruments.
My mind turned to the rails of the traintracks, and I heard brass instruments, with lots of percussion.
The overcast sky filled my mental music player with strings and gentle drumming.
Albeit the tunes were smudgy for what my mind could conjure, but I could hear them faintly, and I could feel them.
Then my mind applied the doctrine regarding nature's Creator: “All around and all above bear this record: God is love!”
I smiled to myself and agreed, “Yes, they do. They indeed do.”
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