‘Shared Pulse’

The universe does not speak in words,
it hums….
A low, ancient note vibrates In the soil,
In the breath…
Nothing exists alone.
Nothing survives without listening…
The moon borrows light,
The ocean answers in tides…Lungs rhythm with trees,
And trees remember rain that once fell as cloud…
Fire rests in the sun,
The sun sleeps in seed,
The seed dreams itself
as forest…
The invisible hum
binding all beings
into one endless becoming….