SOTW: Ears That Can't Hear

Everyone dances, but few find the rhythm.
In century-long drum beats, the world's song is hidden.
The vibrating continents singing under our feet
Syncopate with every hummingbird's wing beat.

Eyes blind to beauty can't see the perfection
of the world's intricate ballet of life's interaction.
Like choreographed dances of fireflies on summer nights
between centuries of sunrises flashing like strobe lights.

The End

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