As I stepped out the door this afternoon, I heard a strange humming sound, a melodious tempo of sound rising and falling, seemly keeping time with the movement of the clouds overhead. As I moved closer into the tree's embrace, the sound enveloped me, I was carried into a place without time or shape. I opened my eyes and saw thousands of tiny voices moving from blossum to blossum going about their endless work without regard for the human so moved by their chorus.
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