She Speaks

Radiant Mother Nature sits beside me
under an immense tree.
She has a message for me.

Her lips part, but instead of words I hear:
Warbling bird song.
Ocean waves against a shore.
Rain falling on earth.
Gurgling rivers.
Wind rustling through tree leaves.

I listen even closer.
I can hear:
Ants walking on soil.
Grass growing.
Leaves transforming sunlight.

I listen even closer.
I can hear:
My beating heart.
Blood rushing in my veins.
Neurons firing.

I can hear Her bountiful message
singing through everything:
Live.
Live.
Live.