Song of Wind
SONG OF WIND
Wind chime hanging from tree in my garden
swings, sways, cheers on murmur of leaves,
joyfully jingles, rings, sings song of wind
raising resonance in rustle.
As if flute to play by breeze
blowing through cylindrical holes.
Classy brassy golden wind chime
with glittering glass crystals
hitting one another in intermittent rhythm
on thrust of whimsy gust
shines, sparkles, sends soft sound
trembles in stormy rain, gets sodden in luster,
rollicks, tinkles in sweet tone,
My precious treasure bringing blessing and pleasure:
Gift from my beloved father.
My muse gets mingled with music of wind chime.
Melody floating flaunting rendering rhapsody.
08/20/18
End August 2018 Standard Contest by Brian Strand
First Place
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2018
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