Ants march like soldiers, unaware how huge the earth is.

The coloured flowers make a vibrant show, dancing with the wind

while the bees savour their pollen and buzz with the rhythm,

butterflies flutter along with the flowers to a silent tune.

Leaves sway gently in the melody.

A little seedling sprouting in the footpath, strengthened by the song.

It is a never ending spiral of inspiration.

 

You can hear it too, go in deep and close your eyes.

Listen to the tune of nature.

Listen to the golden sun as its settles on the vast horizon.

Listen to the deep, sapphire waves pounding gently on the cliffs.

Listen to the shuffle of leaves, the march of ants,

the fall of ripe berries and the opening of a flower.

Listen to its colours, its smiles and tears.

Listen close, my dear, listen to the heart of the world.