Artist: Padmini Muraletharen
Artist: Padmini Muraletharen

Every symphony starts with silence.

Then, with a faint tap, a drop of the dew, a heartbeat—

Daffodil murmurs speckle the spring breeze,

carried by papaya sunsets and falsetto bees

through the clarion call of summer.

Sweltering heat and bass bellows of mornings

and evenings within nature’s living sound.

Scarcely a blink has passed before the musicians have

rearranged themselves for the spectacular scarlet

melody of falling leaves that flutter and trill

like birds and like flutes over the bubbling of streams.

Then moonlight-caressed whispers take the stage

as the ice queen bounds and leaps with

snowflake arias in her hands; she does not sing

of human things and mortality, her night-kissed fur face

stretches the seven seas and ends in heaven,

where the snow is warm to the touch.

And thus progresses the first movement

of the greatest symphony on Earth—

and, by god, the show is free!