Spoken: This garden universe vibrates complete Some, we 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 color 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 may 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 it a word, and the word is OM