hum

 
compelling notes amuse me
seeking the melody I hear
the source of it, nature herself

green humming quietly in the background
blue floating above
yellow lighting on my soul making it shiny

the trees gently sing songs of joy, songs of sorrow
they record history and if you're listening retell it
busily tending the flowers below
shading them, so their tender blooms don't burn

the flowers sing along with the others in soprano
sweet little voices, of angels
accompanied by the hummingbirds
carefully delivering pollen
the bees buzz by

everything on this symbiotic frequency
working for the love of it
I sing a tune with nature, sometimes offbeat

open to the day I ask to be invited in
she smiles on me
and I know I am welcome