harmony of the spheres

unity and harmony are not the same thing.

i just wanted to be clear about that.

we can speak at the same time, but that is not a conversation .

it is listening without any sense of beauty –

just point and counterpoint.

i spend my days and nights measuring words.

one speaks, and they insert themselves

into the equation, another element; a hollow

agreement – concessions to the argument

that all things are good in proportion.

they are not. their effects ripple through the aether

like a song as it makes its way through the body.

the sky is filled with sound – not unlike a song –

i just don’t know – or perhaps i’ve forgotten – the melody.