Lifeforce hums through the garden like blood in capillaries… singing.
Hummingbirds winging… winging. Beating… thrumming… humming.
“Grow… grow. Create anew. Grow… grow”
Coursing through the season time, like water, flows.
Children grow roots, stems, bud out to bloom.
They stretch to stand, they mature… and will go on to create seed.
Same as flowers. Same as trees. Same as all life.
Each leaf, each bud, each child is tuned to the throb of the force.
We swim submerged in life… in the air we breathe.
Weighs nothing, yet holds all the earth in its embrace
raven 3-2001
21Moons 