Nature's Music
The breath of the air
So frolics in my hair
Music to my ears
And then the times you create fear
A symphony to the earthly bound
Whistling Mother Nature and her sounds
Violins and flutes
Drums and boots
I hear her songs some so sweet
Some not so discrete
Rushing downward over the treetops
Washing wildly with the raindrops
She does verbalize
Making sounds that agonize
Mortal singer
Winds that sound the ringers
Making the chimes play over my door
I can hear you roar while I sleep and snore
Brushing back exhausted lilies in the garden
Rushing in with fall breezes to harden
Blowing in with frigid winter madness
With gasps of air showing off your brawnines
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