Much happens in the sounds

Much happens in the silence

For it is never still

The troughs and crests

The highs and lows

The swing and the sways

Are all but a dance of waves

Of energy in the flow of life

Asserting in the ascent

And subsiding in the descent.

Shaping itself in the changes.

Much like notes of music

Coming together in coherence

And the spaces between notes

Making music to those

Who care to sense.

All parts to the same whole

Finding meaning  in itself.

Finding purpose for itself.

Such is the circle  of life.

Savvy

This is part 2 of my painting  interpretation of Coherence inspired  further from the two interesting comments  by   @Katiemiafredrick and @Simon here.