A soft pitch like an echo of sunrise emerges from the harlequin stage of a sky,
As the wise owl that I've come to know as Joy spreads her beautiful wings to fly,
In the distance, wolves of the moon emit a powerful howl,
While the bunnies of burrows quietly prowl,
The river teems silently with glorious fish small and large,
The fierceness of the lioness is seen in the eyes of the stars,
As the sun descends for the night and the trees sing their resilient song,
We, in all of our humanity and wonder, cannot help but hum to the beautiful lullaby along,
The sound of hooves on a dirt path,
The way the ocean waves never seem to catch their breath,
The familiarity of the scrapping branches on our skin that we could never forget,
For these sounds weave together a harmonious song,
One so alluring that the chrous has always been etched into our souls,
Nature, in all of its enchantment, is our home,
And we are the guests of its free admission show,
The performance of all of the creatures' whispers and sounds,
Requires us to closely listen to the smallest of noises and the loudest of calls,
Nature, so effortlessly deep and pure,
Reminds us in its quiet song what living truly is meant for,
And I for one, time and time again, ask Nature for an encore.....
#WhisperingNature
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