#PoemNo9
The birds carried their song,
the flowing riverbed beside
provide acoustics tones
of hue and calming subtlety.
The winds whisper
their secrets,
bringing me tidings
of the fir trees
dancing to the melodies
of nature’s orchestra.
The leaves rustle
as if to shudder
when touched.
The barks cave in
caressing winds
swaying many a fir tree.
Nature felt fresh on my skin,
far from the bustling traffic signals
in concrete jungles,
I felt purified and cleansed
with the water that flowed.
I found true paradise
by listening to Mother nature.
– j.r.m© 2016