A loving song

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.


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