Have you been singing?
I only ask because the blue in the sky has never been bigger.
There's a murmur of applause from the leaves.
On this hillside, the boulders are warmed by the sun,
so I snuggle in.

Have you been singing?
I only ask because from here, the distant river
is snaking through the base notes.
Patchworks of green are quilting to the horizon.
I can almost sense the Earth carrying me like a loving parent.

Have you been singing?
I only ask because I can hear joy buzzing and chirping around me.
Hidden animals are foraging through the trunks and bramble.
I'm growing more conscious of the natural intricacies,
knowing they have purpose beyond my grasp.

Have you been singing?