To the Memory of
Karlheinz Stockhausen
Older than human thought,
higher than our highest hope,
the origin and fulfillment of
all things inthe Cosmos,
MUSIC is the celestial carpet
into which is woven our FATE.
It is spread across the Milky Way,
the stage of our existence, the glory
and the doom of our common being
played out in sounds and gestures,
with all of SPACE attentive to our enterprises,
with all of TIME grateful for our achievements.
And MUSIC in her multiple forms
unites all things in the harmony of
Bright and Dark Matter, in the surge of
Bright and Dark Energy across the Milky Way.
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