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Wednesday 5th June 2024
From a Galaxy of Dust we were Unspun single release
The last of four tracks from the upcoming Sounding Seams EP release, I wrote the text, From a Galaxy of Dust we were Unspun in 2010 and finally set it to music 12 years later while preparing material for our Clang Sayne Sounding seams recording.
From a Galaxy of Dust we were Unspun
We looked back through space
from a distant star.
We made a telescope of time
and searched the surface of the Earth
For souls birthing words.
There was an alchemy of sorts
when from this galaxy of dust we were unspun,
and brave forms fused
and slithered from the ocean.
Their senses making sense of
light and sound, of whispering
air upon their skin, and of the
round abundant world abounding
all around the round abundant world
abounding all around them.
Their hearts!
Their brimming hearts,
uncontained and thick,
bubbling nebulous with vital flux;
huge and jubilant they pump and
strive with every beat to
join all things that love the sun,
for all hearts know to beat
and beat that we might know
how all things beating
beat as one.
Even so we sought a form in swirling mist
and from that then, another form was spun:
like so all things were severed
from each other, one by one,
and from the blooming chaos
came the pinprick of a word -
booming from the cavern of our lungs,
through our trembling chords,
our humming bones and buzzing skulls.
Filtering with lips and teeth and tongue
we grunt and sigh and wail and shriek -
mimicking an endless, elemental
earthly creaking.
Vainly so we tame the restless universe within;
the feeling drone - resonating infinite since we began;
pouring forth across the span of time,
and rippling, rippling, rippling
through the ether
at innumerable frequencies.
So take these words, these utterings,
these eon-yawning echoes.
Sound back at them their namelessness
before the word possessed them.
© Laura Hyland 2010