Natures Sounds



As along the valley road I walk,
I listen, I hear nature talk.
There is the buzz'in of a bee,
as it flits from tree, to tree.
The bell birds sends out its melodious call,
in the distance I hear the rumble of the water fall.
A fan tail darts past my face,
it's after the insects, it loves to taste.
A gust of wind goes rushing by,
Causing the trees to shake, and sigh.
A skylark entertains the world with its trill,
never is nature quiet, or still.
As across the bridge I go,
I hear the trickle of the stream.
It makes me wonder in my mind,
What do the sounds of nature mean.

Tango.




Poetry by Tango
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Written on 2009-08-15 at 12:07

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ngaio Beck
Your feeling for the "music of nature" is wonderful,but the ability to transform those feelings into words is---stunning!
2009-08-17