Nature's
Symphony
A
symphony arranged upon the green
As
morning dawned it's light
Throats
of every feather
Yield
their eyes to sight
Acopella
filled the silence
In
perfect harmony
The
conductor was the branch
Upon the
tallest tree
Nature
paused to listen
to their
counter parts on high
Thunder
clapped approval
Rain
clouds paint the sky
Sounds
of pitter patter
Echo off
leaves so soft
Accompanied
the symphony
Up in
the choir loft
Colored
robes of royalty
Grace
sight with sound above
As
feathered nature played
Their
melodies of love.
~Doug
Van Wyk ©2000
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