W20 The orchestra of Song!
In tune, Harmony
The sound of Life,
The song of thy karmic dance,
Sung from the song of life.
In tune, thine instrument given, this body.
In tune, this mind of space, place, circumstances, environments.
In tune, this ego, self consciousness created,
As the mind, to will,
Sing with thy attunement, with thy instrument,
with thy orchestra (environment)
God is the silent orchestrator,
The conductor, guiding his song, his creation!
We are the instruments of God’s orchestra,
Playing the song of songs.
Attuned, in the orchestra,
Playing our part, singing our song of the great song,
To harmonize and fulfill our will in tune with the will of the conductor,
Is to bring music to His/Her ears,
Music to thyself, cheer, joy, peace, saucha,
This harmony also sings to all others in the orchestra,
Bringing joy and harmony unto the whole orchestra of song.
Oh, out of tune instrument,
Unable to fulfill your part in the orchestra.
Oh def instrument,
Playing non harmonious sounds.
Oh blind instrument,
Unable to read thy part
and play with the harmony of others of the one song.
Oh thy instrument,
If out of tune,
Is felt by the others in the song.
Do not play out of tune,
Broken, in harmonious,
The compassion of the bandmate who can fix,
Mend, tune, align, will help!
The conductor won’t become agitated and feel the disharmony,
For even one instrument in tune,
Playing the song of the conductor,
The song of song,
Even a quiet solo is music to the ears of the director of song,
While the music permeates all ears of the orchestra,
Filling and warming the instrument’s hearts,
And readying the others for their part,
Oh patience instruments eager to sound,
Do not play your own song amidst the song of all,
Lest conducted to do so!
Read thine music sheet,
Follow the notes given,
In tune, harmonizing, the conductor calls upon thine solo,
Thine freedom of expression,
For this song of the soundless conductor is free,
Expanding, contracting, quiet, loud,
Uniform, unison, and variating vibration.
Oh little instrument,
Play thy song given thee to play,
Ye cannot be the cello if ye are a flute in this song!
So play as the flute,
Perfect thyself oh flute,
For there will be another song,
May ye come as the cello in this song.
For playing thy perfection of the sounds given thine instrument,
In tune, in rhythm,
Fulfilling thyself and all selves of the orchestra,
Then next song ye very well may play the cello,
By thy devotion, thy drive,
Thy acceptance, joy, and unison.
Harmonize, if that be thy part given you
in the music requested you by the conductor,
In this space, place, time,
Singing of now,
Or whatever the truth of the music asked of you is,
Play oh instrument, play!
A men
W21 Cosmic Symphony of the little flute
God- Conductor
God’s Will- God’s song
Sheet music-God’s words,
Intuition, communication
Instrument- thy given body
Thine individual part and notes- Thy path
Rest, sleep, in the silence of the conductor,
Easiness, study thine notes,
Play the song again,
But o’h instrument,
The song is ever new!
It may be the same notes to play the next day,
Or maybe picking up where it left off,
Tis up to the conductor!
Ye may have a free day of no conducting.
Practice, tune, play with others in harmony
In anticipation of the conductor’s appearance,
Calling upon thee to play for him,
For the whole orchestra!
It isn’t up to you!
It isn’t your song,
You are but a part of the song little flute!
Cosmic Symphony
In the stillness of between playing song,
The orchestrator likens unto ones that are in tune,
Play well, and listen well,
So he may call upon thee to assist orchestrating,
Writing, leading,
Only the orchestrator is orchestrating,
Ye are here to play the song orchestrated,
For ye are but an instrument,
Given to the orchestra,
For the sake of the song of the orchestrator!
The conductor, creator, is silence, stillness
Omniscient, omnipresent, ever permeating.
Creation is the song, singing, vibrating, moving, being
God and God’s Will! Song, Word
God- Word
Divine Mother - Song
Christ Sat- Song
Word- Song
Song of the Word!
Jai Guru!
The instruments of the orchestra are played
by the drops of indivisible manifestations of the conductor’s stillness,
The souls , emotions, feelings of the conductor
In the stillness,
The omnipresence,
In silence does the soul commune with the conductor of silence,
In the presence of the conductor’s omniscience of the song,
Does the instrument tune,
Even beyond the droplet of soul
The conductor has assigned to such instrument.
The soul may not even know,
But O’h the Conductor, is conducting,
Preparing, repairing
For the song is eternity,
Perfection,
There is only this song,
As the conductor gives the music to be!
Plato
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