The footpath led through a field of (I’m guessing) wheat.
There was only a gentle breeze, but it was more than enough to make the stalks dance and sway. I watched, mesmerised.
Then my ears tuned in to the sound too: a humming rustle of a million different tones and voices.
Imagine if each of these stalks of wheat were a person. And if each person stood side by side to their neighbour. And if each added their unique voice to a loving song. Imagine the sound. And how that would feel.
Please share the joy!
