Nature’s Symphony …
When the lights of the city,
come shining bright as colored neon,
in the dark of night
and music is most everywhere,
I long for the sight,
of stars that are so very big and bright,
shining quietly in the dark,
along a country lane –
where a lone owl hoots in a pine tree.
When I can imagine myself,
swinging on the moon,
softly singing a country tune.
the country lanes lit up silvery,
by the glow of the moon,
the wind gently whispering,
through the treetops
and I can sing along with the nightingales.
Where nature and me,
and enjoy nature’s symphony.
You can hear yourself think
and soon it just eases your mind,
the country makes its own music,
as every single sound,
becomes magnified and echoes in the quiet.
Like crickets fiddling in the summer night
and raccoons rustling about,
somewhere the howl of wolves –
together making nature’s symphony.
While up above in the dark night sky,
the moon plays shadow games with clouds,
that go sailing by,
the stars twinkle merrily,
as down below lovers,
in scented country gardens –
dance long into the night.
makes everything so right,
where you can sit by country streams
and enjoy your dreams,
that only end,
when the morning comes
and the night fades away.
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