Symphony of Strings

Symphony of Strings

A Poem by Kristina Moulaison
"

Quantum musings and all the things we cannot see.

"

Light rays through the glass

illuminate the dust.

A fly on the wall hushes to hear

the harmonic flap of wings.

It dances in streams,

magnetic micro worlds

whose particles wander in

and out of time,

float through space on tiny wormhole slides,

send seemingly random messages

to an orchestra.


Each fumbling master

places their hands atop an instrument.

They lean in,

holding a deeply seeded chord

of remembrance-

waiting, silent

for the smallest flinch,


and finally release this cacophony-

a roaring bang that inundates the void,

then falls silent as death as you

zoom in

to slow motion.


One sweet note resonates

amid the ramble.

A waving bubble

echoes on the wind

like angels who flutter-

their uneasy skirts afloat,

clouds through a still sky.


These bubbles waft and stretch,

vibrating spectrum on the wind,

intangible- spirit,

weaving through creation

growing primrose, daisies and eight petaled cosmos.

These Fibonacci spirals

crackpot chaos to the fly,

who wonders only why

An epic woven masterpiece

to the one

who holds the wand.


In the stillness of the dust

open hearts swell to

magical resonant strings

blown forth from the mouth of God.


In the silence as

I wait,

I bend,

I hear

an echo…


 

 

© 2014 Kristina Moulaison


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I was also surprised by the word 'vomiting' but ina good way. I dont think it was out of place at all. If you take all your other wonderful phrasing and the context of the poem, I would wonder why the poet chose to use this word and theres always a reason. The imagery in this piece is fantastic and theres so much more going on here. The tone is so unbelievably fluid. Excellent piece of work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Kristina...this is so lovely........almost bordering a scientific exploration. Your voice is soothing yet layered with jade and tricks....and you know I love work that makes you reach deep within to discover your own truthes......great write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is SO deep!

Beautifully descriptive and imaginative. I am in awe and I don't know what to say ! :)

(Spirit
weaving through creation,
growing primrose, daisies and eight petaled cosmos.)

Excellent...



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kristina Moulaison

Bellingham, WA



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