A Symphonic View

#WhisperingNeds prompt 4-10 October, 2015 was a discussion of how we view death, and how existence was a river. Human life was a waterfall, where individual streams of water fell until being rejoined in the river.

I see existence as music, so this is my take. Putting words here in case you have issues understanding my Minnesotan accent.

The song of the universe Is a tight harmony Every part dependent On the other for Cosmic euphony Separating into Our disparate Life experiences Pulls on that harmony The jangling noise Of Human existence A basket of Chimes and cymbals Thrown on the ground In supreme discordance Until one by one Each instrument is Is returned tothe Earth Replaced in its Proper position And consonance Is restored In the firmament