Saturday, December 1, 2012


On clear nights, I almost think I can hear the universe singing.

Sometimes it's soft as fog.
Sometimes brilliant and deafening as thunderclaps.

Mornings when the rain drips like music on the roof,
or those moments when you hear the call of a blackbird
or the snap of an ordinary dry twig

it seems like the whole earth,

everything from the great wide sky

to the tiniest mushroom

The whole earth is singing a song of gratitude and joy.

It's the music of life, the rhythm of the seasons, the vastness of the globe swinging on its axis.


Can you, too, hear the whole earth singing?

All images © Sharyn Sowell. Please do not copy or use in any form without permission.


Jeri Landers said...

Sharon, that was beautiful!

Sharyn Sowell said...

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Sara said...

Yes, I try to stop and listen frequently! My environment is different from your beautiful Pacific Northwest locale, so the "instruments" are not always the same, but the music is still glorious and full of praise.

Sharon Hermens said...

I love your paper cutting, Sharyn. I also love the red mushroom shaped like a heart.