That inexplicable hum
At the ceasless sight
My bones creaking
That all we be
Quite alright,
they dare to live in divine
apart from vernacular stare
they sit apart from the crowd
Comfortable in believing
the impossible which is not
always there,
they feel it in their bones
these vessels of their souls
I want to be like everything like them
Even if my bones creak
louder than they should
yet that is quite good,

My bones didn't even move