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The Haunting Sound of the Oboe
I have walked this earth and heard a million sounds Of people, languages, nature and song From the sound of a rushing river as it flows to the sea Leaping over boulders, pebbles, skipping, weaving its way The sound of thunder claps, announcing its power The roaring ocean waves in a rush to embrace the shore The sound of the north wind howling as it undresses the trees Followed by its soft murmurings as if to give some comfort The crisp, crinkling sound of autumn leaves fallen on the ground Even the soft needy cry of a precious new babe, born All these sounds are such delights to recall I imagine I'm walking through a lush green forest Teeming with life, so many creatures, plants, yet to be named The sound of the oboe transports me there, To the many places that I hold dear I imagine I'm strolling bare feet on the ocean’s shore, on cool summers night The haunting sound of the oboe wafting above, riding on Tthe soft summer breeze, inviting, filling me with emotions deep It soothes my soul, it matches my mood, it encompasses all sounds Harsh, allegro, then, so soft, sweet, which can bring me to tears This simple reed instrument made from nature’s stock Does capture all moods and nourishes my soul!
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