Testo The Word

This garden universe vibrates complete.
Some may get a sound so sweet.
Vibrations reach on up to become light
And then through gamma, out of sight.
Between the eyes and ears there lie
The sounds of colour and the light of a sigh
And to hear the sun, what a thing to believe,
But it's all around if we could but perceive.
To know ultra violet, infra-red and X-rays,
Beauty to find in so many ways.

Two notes of the chord, that's our full scope
But to reach the chord is our life's hope
And to name the chord is important to some
So they give a word, and the word is Om.