I’m listening,
And I hear you sing,
Somewhere above me, in the sky,
I can hear you cry.
I’m here, I’m listening.

I’m listening,
And I hear the sound
Of snow melting all around,
Soft drops dripping down,
Moistening the ground.
I’m listening,
I’m listening.

Oh, and I, too, will sing
For I am a part
Of all that makes a sound,
A dripping down into the ground,
And that is me.

I’m listening…

I’m listening…

I’m listening…
And all of this,
This sound is glistening
And spinning round.

Vibrations,
Like dripping water in the ground,
Will nourish every cell,
Every cell.

Oh, vibrations like water
Dripping to the ground
Will nourish,
Nourish every cell.

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