November 21, 2012
New York City
Om: a mantra consisting of the sound \ˈōm\ and used in contemplation of ultimate reality.
This is the sound of Om:
…the center of the Earth at low frequencies, the infinite fractal curves, depth sounding the abyssal plain, an underwater colony of coral in brilliant hues, two mountain peaks under a volcano, the Hudson Valley geoglyphs, the seven thousand oaks and stones, the symphonies of neutral numbers, arrangements in gray and black, pale concrete sidewalks in blankets of fog, the rumble of the floorboards beneath your feet, the falling angels in a Bosch triptyque, an open book of hours and days, an epic poem passed on by memory, histories held within the hands of strangers, a radio frequency tuned to an impossible past, disintegrated newspapers hidden away in uncharted attics, a partially opened door, the rain on the window tapping out a lost code, a lost November night in a swirl of leaves, a chant of unknown origin in a dead-sea language, the midnight church bells of Constantinople, an eighth-century sculpture of a seated deity, the butterfly flapping its wings, the dark moments before the dawn, the other side of war, an alternate story of man, time standing still and time obliterated, and quite possibly…the sound of God…
“om.” Merriam-Webster.com. 2011.