Symphony of Alignment
Within the soul, a note is struck,
A trembling chord, a spark of luck.
To tune the self, with truth’s clear call,
Resounds a pitch that lifts the all.
Each shift within, a frequency pure,
Aligns the heart, its tones endure.
The world responds, a mirrored hum,
Its vibrations join, their song becomes one.
No self alone, no world apart,
Each calibrates the other’s heart.
A perfect fifth, a third’s embrace,
Their harmony transforms the space.
When discord jars, we tune anew,
Adjust the self, the world pulls through.
Each note refines the other’s tone,
A symphony where none’s alone.
So strike the chord, let frequencies blend,
The self and world, in alignment, mend.
Through syntonic dance, their powers
combine,
A resonant whole, reborn, divine.
Cycle of Change
Within the heart, a spark takes flight,
A whisper soft, a growing light.
To shift the self, to mend, to grow,
Unfurls the seeds that worlds will sow.
A step toward truth, a mind made clear,
Transforms the soul, dissolves the fear.
From inner change, the ripples spread,
To heal the earth where hope has bled.
Yet as we carve a better place,
The world reflects upon our face.
Each act of care, each stand we take,
Reshapes the heart for love’s own sake.
No line divides the self from all,
The world’s our mirror, our answering call.
To change within is to change without,
A dance of growth, a woven route.
So turn the soul, and turn the tide,
Let inner light and world collide.
For as we rise, the earth does too,
Transformed together, born anew.
Syntonic Tuning
Two forks are struck, one deep, one wide:
Transform the self. Transform outside.
Not first, not last, but tuned as one –
A single note, a shared vibration run.
The inner change – a clearer tone –
Refines the hand, the heart, the bone,
To touch the world with truer art,
A ripple starting from the heart.
The outer shift – the crucible’s heat –
Where structures crack and injustices meet,
Demands the spirit stretch and grow,
Scales fall, new understandings show.
Ignore the deep, the wide rings hollow,
A righteous shout, no truth to follow.
Ignore the wide, the deep turns dim,
A sheltered light on a dying limb.
But feel them hum, the forks aligned –
The inner vision, the world designed
By hands made wise through outer strain,
The outer freed by inner gain.
A constant dance, a tuning slight:
The self adjusts to set things right,
The world’s demand reveals the flaw,
And calls the spirit to withdraw,
Then reach again, with deeper sound.
On common ground, true change is found:
Notmethenyou, butwemade whole,
Resonant purpose, shared soul.
Syntonious – the frequency
Where being acts, and acting frees
The being yet to fully bloom.
Transform together. Clear the room
For harmony. Begin the hum.
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