These times feel like a turning point; poignant and poised to bloom through Time. Gabriel’s Horn is back, first returning in 2020. Cycles end, begin and renew. Time is moving through you.
You are Sacred Sound.
From the video: “You are Gabriel’s Horn. You are the infinite and finite intermingled.
You are the vehicle of sound’s flow from inner to outer, from infinite to finite and finite to infinite, that heralds the miracles that are actually a natural part of divine creation.”
Sacred is a mirror’s reflection, though it is shrouded in perspective.
It is nature, your nurture, your past, your future.
Sacred is within and without, for it ripples symphonic.
Sacred is the harmony, both silent and loud.
It is the dissonance that change allowed.
Sacred is the substance light as air.
It is the water flowing that shapes earth to care.
Sacred is the fire that burns in you; the creative, the created – infinitely rare.
What you hear within silence is sacred truth.
It is pain, it is love; from point to moved. Tears hold treasure fear cannot measure, for the seasons weather change as fears rearrange.
Sound is your movement both fast and still.
It awaits in silence until…
Time’s moment arrives in a chariot of fire.
Hold still, beloved, for breath expires.
It is Time’s gift and trick that you shall never hold. It is not form that is, for in a moment it is old.
Sound moves forward with or without you.
It will use your vessel because you must breathe it to live. It will use your vessel because only you can give.
Be the Sacred Sound of creation, breathing Love into life.
You are dragons of Time creating anew from strife.
The elements are your quiver as arrows deliver shapeshifter’s directions and Love’s Connections.
You are what you are and always becoming. You have always been and never silent.
You are Sacred Sound, announcing the Time. It is finite here and never defined.
When you hear your heart you know the Time has come for the tesseract flow to expose the hidden sublime.
Sound of Creation
Solution is not held it is felt. It is in your eyes of fire for your heart to melt. It is in the mind’s desire for your hands to smelt.
From infant to infinite, the old die young. Time’s gift is renewal, never done.
You are the Sound of Sacred, singing songs. Time has marked and moved, never gone.
You are the Sound of Sacred, lighting fires. Earth has sparked and spun, forever One.
Sacred Sound is the beat of your heart, pulsing Time to a new start.
You are Sacred Sound creating Life. Sing, sweet beat.
Live your heart.