#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…

Hand in hand, we walked. The silence between interrupted by the shuffle and crunch of leaves. The icy waters threatened their power with rushes and white caps. The peaks ahead displayed their strength. Surrounded by nature, we were but two in the whole vastness. Small,…

Alert! It’s time to begin. Again Birds rejoicing for clear or cloudy skies. Either way they fly. Cricket percussion keeping the rhythm of a tropical sounding serenade. Dogs even chime in to great a great new day. Mother is the conductor. Good Morning. The new…