My Book of Poems

~ Oh, The Sounds ~

Oh, the raging of water
The river's alive
The crash of the waves
The way they shall rise.

Oh, the orange of fire
The red to survive
The roaring of flames
The dance, fireflies.

Oh, the rushing of wind
A current with eyes
The controlling of moves
As it carries the cries.

Oh, the drumming of thunder
The home of the skies
The claim of of the heavens
How the clouds come alive.

Oh, the crashing of lightning
A light that will blind
The movement, the power
The end you will find.

Oh, the song of the forest
All creatures alike
In harmony, one
No sound to divide.

Oh, the dance of the fields
The grass, side by side
The flower's companion
Partners in light.

Oh, the falling of rain
The ground shall ignite
The smallest of rivers
The current will fight.

Oh, the growing of nature
The sprouts come to life
The fusion of greens
Yet, taken by knife.

Oh, the echos of silence
The tranquil of night
The deafening sound
Cought in it, tight.

- AmazingMozzy