To gaze upon its beauty
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To Gaze Upon Its Beauty

The miracle of our existence

This is about a miracle – the miracle of us existing at all on this planet, and having the fantastic opportunity to be aware of it. Sometimes we miss the most obvious things because they are an absolute given for us. They are not.

There is true magic in our existence and our capability to reflect and be aware of it. Our consciousness is the clear lens in which the universe reflects itself. The light shines in you and me.

Chapter:

  • 00:00:00 Intro
  • 00:00:26 To gaze upon its beauty – Solo
  • 00:02:20 The Miracle of Our Existence
  • 00:06:21 To gaze upon it’s beauty – Remix
  • 00:09:06 Outro

Transcript

To Gaze Upon Its Beauty

I gaze upon the Milky Way
A trillion stars
That whipped this Earth into being
At the fringes of it all
This Earth
On which I am
Having become
Of stardust

Tectonic shifts
Billions of years
Of life in the making
Of oceans freezing and thawing
Earth spilling its guts

And then I chanced
I chose
To rise
To move
To grow
To become this
Who can speak
And be aware
And look up to the Milky Way
That whipped me into being
To gaze upon it’s beauty
And shape it into song

©️ Laughing Brook/Peter Müller 2024

Intro

It’s a miracle that you are listening to this podcast. And I don’t mean that from a marketing perspective, even though I’m quite glad you do. I also don’t mean it in any esoteric way. It’s a miracle since you can only listen to this podcast, because this planet Earth exists and there is a huge global ecosphere that is diverse enough to have brought forth – us, humans. And we as a species are an expression of that diversity, having developed a form of consciousness that allows us to reflect about ourselves, the world, the universe, life as such.

It is a miracle, because no interplanetary collision has destroyed life on Earth over those four billion years of its existence. Scientists tell us that the chances for Earth to survive and thrive like this were rather slim. And yet, here we are.

Some say we’re just a product of chance, and this is what is called evolution. Spiritual traditions of all times and all places speak of a creative power that initiated and intended us to become and live. Can you prove chance? Or any form of creation? 

But which ever way you prefer to put it, scientific or spiritual, whether you believe in some creator or in blind chance, it remains a miracle that we exist as we do, with this fantastic capacity to experience the world and reflect on it. In us the universe ponders about itself, looks at itself, becomes aware of itself. 

This poem was written in a moonless night on the island of La Gomera, where stayed in a remote village and marveled about the band of the Milky Way above me. The beauty of the stars never fails to enthrall me.

Outro:

My name is Laughing Brook, I am a poet, dancer, mystic, nature coach and man whisperer. 

If you like what you’ve been hearing and would want to support me, please leave a positive rating and a comment on which ever platform you are listing to this podcast. This helps others to become aware of it. Share it with friends. And most of all – come back for the next episode. 

This podcast will continue without any fixed schedule, as life happens and verses come. So please subscribe to be in the loop and check back occasionally for any new poetry. For more info about me and things beyond this podcast, please check out laughingbrook.net. Thank you for listening, and – keep on flowing, bumping and jumping with the stream of life.

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