The Only Sound That Matters

Terra’s voice, the only sound that matters

Gentle zephyrs rustle the dainty leaves

Brushing the light fronds in spacious scatters

Breeze to gale, faunas hide in taiga sleeves

Unsettled ballads of the lark resounds

Roaring aloft and below, it draws nigh

Grave cloaks of shadow conceal the still grounds

Sonorous winds commence to lull and shy

Drops of rain fall from the billow above

Churning the placid slough in soft ripples

Caught in the solace of earth’s warming glove

Dew adhered to webs, a careful stipple

 

Evincing reverence, stilling all chatters

Nature’s choir, the only sound that matters

>^.^<

ATfoxIG
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