The Humming Sound
Hello @wrestlingdesire and Feathered Community.
It is my first time here and yeah I am happy to be able to participate, a big thanks to Humble for the invite.
Without further ado, let's dive right into the main business 😁😁.
The light shined in brightly and touched my skin, I tried opening my eyes but the glare was unable to bear.
Just then I heard the sound again, the beautiful hum that had awakened me. The sound heard soothed my soul and I felt my spirit uplifted, it was as if I was in a place beyond earth or the whole universe, I could feel gladness oozing out from my mouth, as I hum along to the beautiful sound heard.
Humming to the sound brought more light to my soul and I felt my eyelid opening to see the light that had blinded me earlier.
Waking up from slumber I stretched my tired limbs and walk towards the open window which the sun had seeped in from.
A beauty behold my eyes and I felt struck by its enchanted voice, still humming I realized I was woken up by this sound and I have been humming it ever since.
Sitting on the tree is a beautiful bird with different colors, humming beautifully to the sound of nature. Reminding me to be thankful for every day I live. I smiled at it and was glad my eyes bestowed a beauty as such.
How a bird could sing beautifully to its creator amazes me, and I found my heart gladdening and my body swats at the sound I heard and hummed. My spirit lightened up more and my body moved like in a dance, I closed my eyes and felt alive, tears glistened in my eyes as the hum continued thanking my creator for the grace to see the day.
I strode into the bathroom and did my morning routine, swept the floor, and made a delicious meal with a happy soul and a fruitful mind.
Walking down the street I came towards another drinking from the tap, its stance almost made my jaw drop, and the way it drank from the tap astonished me. I felt the fire of gladness ignite my soul and the electricity of happiness surrounded me.
Smiling at the bird, I walked to work with a grateful heart.
