I am the hum,
the slow spinning earth,
that low deep drone,
found in each flutter of your eyelids,
in each slow breeze that slides under your jacket,
creating the illusion of a sail,
in each footstep,
in each heartbeat,
in the smallest microbe
to the largest mountain,
that hum exists.
hmmmmmmmmm
hmmmmmmmm
hmmmm
the rhythm, slow and deep,
hmmmmmmmm
hmmmmmmm
hmmmm
longing and lasting,
never fading,
infinite,
constant,
and it's been there from the begining,
and it'll be there until the end.