I don't know what leads me to post this, other than the fact that I have been meditating on it for several days now and it has been a source of profound wonder at the order and rationality of creation.

The tonic note
The Beginning and the End
Unity in Itself
Perfect oneness, and yet containing everything
That pitch upon which all others proceed
From which all others find purpose
Against which consonance is measured
And to which all resolve

The dominant, the begotten of the tonic
In perfect unity with the tonic
Not created, but present always from the the beginning with the tonic
Together they are one,
Yet the dominant is not the tonic, and neither is the tonic the dominant
But together they are one
That which looks to the dominant looks also to the tonic

The 3rd, proceeding from the tonic and the dominant
It was present with the tonic and dominant always
Yet proceeds from the tonic and dominant together
Together they are the triad
And together they are one
Giving shape to all that comes after

But there is the 7th
Made by the triad unity
The bride of the dominant
His romance
The color of creation
Arising naturally from the tonic
Yet the 7th is not the tonic
The 7th is not in unity with the tonic
Even at his creation he tugs elsewhere
But he has an advocate
The dominant arrives
Bound up with the dominant
The 7th achieves unity with the tonic

But it is not as before.
Tonic, dominant, third, 7th
Pointing to the subdominant
A New creation
Round and round it spins, the song unceasing

In perfect unity with the tonic
The eternal center
Eight tones
The eighth day