Faint, like that of a butterflies wings

as it sucks nectar from a flower.

Thrumming of electrical wires

running energy and power throughout the house.

The noises of living life are all around.

In the chirp of cicadas at night

and the robust hum of garbage trucks in the morning.

If you let the external sounds drop off,

you will hear the resonance of yourself.

The beating of your heart.

The AC kicks on in the house

as the wind makes the chimes sing outside.

Where the birds cry in trees

and leaves race against the ground.

Reverberations of life: living.