This garden universe vibrates complete,Some, we get a sound so sweet
Vibrations, reach on up to become light,And then through gamma, out of sight
Between the eyes and ears there lie,
The sounds of color and the light of a sigh
And to hear the sun, what a thing to believe,
But it's all around if we could but perceive
To know ultra-violet, infra-red, and x-rays,
Beauty to find in so may ways
Two notes of the chord, that's our poor scope,
And to reach the chord is our life's hope
And to name the chord is important to some,
So they give it a word, and the word is om