#whispers of nature
Shattering the glass of the morning sky
Is the pitiless gaze of the tired sun
I am a awakened by the tiny droplets from the tears of God

I can hear names and songs
Funneled through the smokes of life
Flickering bulbs of old life smiling
Unknown musical plumages raise my sunken heart anew
I look through the eyes of my brother
Only to hear a thousand whispers of nature

Crackles of laughter emanates from a shattered teeth
Flowers of hope blooms from the eyes of a happy child
I shudder as the soft hands of nature touches my face
Whispering my name in tones I cannot write

Fluttering dreams of yesteryears
Gangling towers of fear
All crashing down to the silent whispers of nature

© Arinze