Kneaded

Kneaded

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
"

what was the first sound

"

Kneaded


As I listened I became entwined in the vibration of sound
Notes spoke to me as mystical insights of universal origin
Primal underpinnings moved like ghosts of man's beginnings
Upon hearing the first sounds of man
I kneaded myself into a fixture of wonder.

© 2016 Alfred Kukitz


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I listened to a lecture on math & music, how they relate, what a storehouse of beautiful information.

Thanks Steph!

Regards,
Al

Posted 8 Years Ago


i became one with the sound - as if i've known all along what it is telling me, since time began - which is a dream to behold

best,
steph

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on April 1, 2016
Last Updated on April 1, 2016
Tags: Vibration, sound, mwinder, ghosts

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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