Oh God!

The sound they must have heard in the distance:

A wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across
The narrows of the mountainside, the cries of creatures crashing
Oh god! The human voices, heralding the hillside

Their bellows bounding ripe with resonance
From here the unimportant call received the all important answer
Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done, buried
Your daughters and prayed for a son

The wind and the rain spoke a language of wonder
To a species rising thickly to a dialogue with thunder
In the empty space between hunger and thirst
In the empty space between better and worse
Language unravels and irony hurts Yeaaaaa!

In the common place between hunger and thirst
The words that define us a blessing, a curse
The words that confine the ideas traversed the ear
To hear the song without verse, the sound of the sound of the sound
Uttered first, the burst into nothing so sudden and soft

The silence inside you when the music has stopped