Whispers of dust across time.
Silent motion in vibrations.
GOD is abounding all around.
Our soul hears the silent sound.
Humming bird wings flutter fast.
Bee's hum into the mist.
Our ears are blinded eyes.
BUT, all these sounds touch us.
Thus we must float among them.
[ from 8hop.com 2007 offline ] POEWHIT 2013