Music has born - sound, rhythm and harmony- origins of music (4)

Hiding in a bush

Waiting for prey

We only hear winds passing through.

Nature is quiet.

We needed a sign.

You send it with fainting whispers .

We are hitting stones to create some tools.

The fire is burning.

You just started making some noise with your voice, following your work.

You kept hitting stone with a steady, repeated rhythmic pattern.

Our labor to survive

Endless repeats

Rhythm was born.

Our voice accompanied it.

Singing appeared,

And then your family joined.

Harmony was born.

That was when the first music was created.

Our lives create music.