Everything throbbing, around me,
Everything throbbing, inside of me,
The moon and the sun greeting,
departing, repeating, infinitely,
The trees ever calling, inviting,
The birds showing, building nests, living.
The rivers, the seas, the oceans, in motion,
The clouds forming up above, constantly,
The stars and the moon, partying at night,
The earth from below, doing her number,
The insides of me, always in cohesion,
Binding and holding each other, hugging.
How can I stay away from this throbbing,
Musical and spontaneous all this is.
