The clouds are drifting through the skies
as the sun leaves the ground out to dry
Birds are singing in unison filling the air with song
the sound travelling across the land remaining strong
leaves are travelling, dipping and rising in a whirlwind of colour
seemingly dancing with an increasing fervour
The beaches are adding their own verse now
waves crashing on rocks mimicking an angry row,
in competition to get the louder sound
while fish jump from the seas in leaps and bounds
adding their own quieter undertone
while rubble falls in travelling far from the cliffs thrown
Finally the trees add to the growing song as we begin to immerse
in the sounds that separate verse from verse
rustling as their leaves follow the ever swaying limbs
and in unison form a solemn hymn
as one of their own own falls to the ground
leaving the finale as one loud pound
This is the symphony of nature
ever growing and ever reaching further
YOU ARE READING
Non Nobis Tantum Nati
PoesíaFor a few years now I have been writing poetry, at first it was just something I did to pass the time and vent emotions that I didn't really have any other way of letting out but over time it has developed into something that I just find myself doin...
