Symphony

lizaaitken

From rain that gently patters,

to calling of men to prayer,

The wild rushes as they blow,

leaves that scatter there.

Tinkling of the wind chimes,

the children as they play.

The rattle of their scooters,

birds at the end of the day.

Oh there’s the sound of silence,

just listen if you can.

To the symphony of nature,

mixed with the world of man.

 

 

 

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

 

Published by lizaaitken

Mother, daughter, sister, cat owner/slave. Thoughtful about life and trying to make it worthwhile.

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