Earth's tone

pitch perfect absolute hearing shhhhh ..... let’s run somewhere anywhere quietly but where? ... it is absolute our veins follow the architecture of the leaves inheriting its rythm rhythm is consuming souls overwrote by the ocean’s crescendo our DNA is synchronized Mother is firmly holding a conducting baton The partiture where we can be undisguised hasn’t been written let’s write our own turn the opera into the cabaret and give the puppeteers illusion of the power