Universe is Humming
A humming sound permeates the universe, dot by dot; layer by layer; ripple by ripple, some say it is the eternal sound, some find it to be a matter of research as sound not conceivable in vacuum and vacancy of space in realm of science.
The humming universe sounds as a sage deep in meditation, brimming with matter and energy in the form of stars, galaxies, planets, the earth constantly rotating so we living beings turn by turn could exist for a while, bringing some order to matter’s entropy; toning and tuning till rhythmic enough to survive.
I am hearing the hum in silence of time instinctive to eardrums since foetal state, waves; amplified; some chemical by cilia and auditory nerve signalling to the brain for perception, immersing organic depths and heights, my spirit resonates with the sound for my aura to purify.
Pulsating frequency reverberates my quintessence, protects soulfulness from orthodox dissipation, empowering reserves of compassion and love for life, harmonizing unique DNA drive.
For catching euphonious mumble of space, listen to quiet whir of candles aflame; resounding peace of conch shell blown; vibrating clay lamp in dark stormy rain, essentially collateral with cosmic verve, a sound of creation; non-perceivable in speech or scribble, decibel too humble to measure it’s might.
These words reflect on recent astrophysical news ‘scientists record humming sound of universe’ and ‘low pulsing hum of Sun' recorded earlier by NASA.
The piece, however, is written in response to the Saturday poetry prompt “sensations” by J.D. Harms in Scrittura.
Era Garg January 2021
