The Sound of Energy

For Jean-Michel Jarre and the way his work has inspired me.

Where the heart meets the universe, 

 Imagination unfolds, 

 Seeing the impossible possible, 

 Exploring outwards, 

 Beyond infinity, 

 Exploring inwards, 

 Beyond dimensions, 

 For everything is energy, 

 Held closely at a distance, 

 To create the magic of life. 

 In painting our picture, 

 God needed to make a canvas, 

 Filled with the colors of energy, 

 Ablaze with the feel of light, 

 Infused with the flavors sound, 

 Only the heart can confine the infinite, 

 Trapped by the illusions within fear, 

 And with the heart set free of fears, 

 All boundaries fall away, 

 While we take forever by the hand. 

 In music is the language, 

  Where sounds of forever are heard, 

 Uniting the beat of all hearts,

 Affecting all that breathes,

 Viberating the space between stars,

For this song is all around us,

Defying silence to be silent,

Granting the magic that is human,

 To change the world around us, 

 Beneath the rising sun.

The Veil of Time

 

Time is the perception of space, 

Measuring speed crossing distance.

 Without the perception of space, 

 Time could not exist. 

 Crossing between old and new, 

 Traveling between right and left, 

 Yet if in physics there is no size, 

 Then travel occurs in thought. 

 Thought creates the boundaries, 

 Between the lines of time. 

 For thought would fall apart, 

 In seeing all states present at once.

 Human eyes cannot see, 

 What is not first seen in the mind..

 Yet all that was and will be, 

 Was first conceived in thought. 

 All things created were thought of, 

 And thought is where all things are born.

 All of reality is Creation.

 Which could not exist without the Creator.

 Our breath holds balance against the vacuum, 

 As we rocket through space against the stars. 

 Our universe of pictures creates thought, 

 While thoughts manifest in pictures. 

 Retreating to the world of thought, 

 There is no acknowledgment of time. 

 When a day of joy passes in minutes, 

 And moments of terror last forever. 

 The heart stands immune to time, 

 Through the unbound strength of love. 

 Within that eternal realm, 

 Hearts in heaven and in Earth are one. 

 Life turns the pages of time, 

 Making illusion seem real through change. 

 Yet as change measures time in our thoughts, 

 The things that are true stay the same.

 Separation through space is illusion, 

 If in physics size does not exist. 

 In this way space, time and thought, 

 Are held as one in the hand of God. 

Exponentially

 What is seen comes from the unseen, 

 In the birth of a star from darkness,

 And the birth of a child from love, 

 Yet energy cannot be created, 

 Simply there are changes in form, 

 As it does find its way home, 

 Coming from God above. 

  The solid ground which is beneath us, 

 Which grants illusion of confidence, 

 Is made of atoms as thin as the air, 

 Yet the energy which holds up our feet, 

 Creates a balance of states, 

 Holding us in place, 

 With everything on Earth to bear. 

 Yet ever more powerful, 

 And mysterious all the same, 

 Is the energy flow between souls, 

 With forces measured by faith, 

 Through time love stands the test, 

 Unbound by life or death, 

 It is the only force keeping us whole. 

 Energy will enhane energy,

  In physics as well as life, 

 For a smile turns a spark into a flame, 

 And a word of strength one shared, 

 Is cherished by the heart, 

 Glifts of time we may impart, 

 Which never leave a soul the same. 

 Strings of energy spam the universe, 

 Without giving regard to time, 

 Such is the energy between hearts, 

 If one life inspires another, 

 The other gives several soul hope,

One of those conveys hope to the world, 

 And you are where this all got its start.