Yesterday, I did notice the full moon, and I found it beautiful. I was conscious of feeling the classic AYP ecstatic bliss as I watched the moon, Nevertheless, I had also found my mind drawn to the theme of sorrow that same day. All day I was reading and re-reading a poem by Langston Hughes, Wave of Sorrow. I re-arranged it a bit too (see my version below) and I made it into a freestyle blues song. So I was singing the song I had made up and I noticed the repetition of the "ow" sound in "sorrow," "drown," "now." In my version of the song, I extended that "o" sound in a way that reminded me of chanting "Om."
Wave of sorrow,
Do not drown me now
I see the island
up ahead somehow
Wave of sorrow,
Take me there, Oh, Oh
Take me there, Oh, Oh
Wave of sorrow
Do not drown me now
I see the island
And its sands are fair
Wave of sorrow
Take me there, Oh, Oh,
Sands are fair, Oh, Oh,
Take me there, Oh, Oh,
Sands so fair, Oh, Oh