Humming

The hum is in the eaves
Alight with 8am and
A leaf-filled breeze
It is chords of love
Plucked in a red heart
Dropped from heaven above
It is the want to be by
You as you fall through
Your day with a smile and sigh
It is the dance of dandelions
Bees and rain, rivers of
Humanity running insane

God's hum is the rub of time