You hear Nature's voice in the river that ever flows on towards the sea A voice destined to live forever that has lived for untold centuries From the foothills of the high country it babbles downhill night and day By groves and by ditches and hedgerows to saltwater it winds it's way. You hear Nature's voice in her birdsong their music carrying in the breeze The sounds that the freshening winds make rustling in the leaves of the trees Some of the happier sounds of Nature though to Nature there's another side When Nature she shouts out her anger all others from her seek a safe place to hide. When Nature she grows very angry the fear of the World is in her cry She shakes the Earth flattens great buildings she roars and her lightning flashes in the sky She crackles when her forests burn leaving blackness and smoke everywhere With the power of Nature in a fury none other can hope to compare. You hear Nature's voice in all Seasons Winter, Spring and Summer and Fall And you hear Nature's voice in the night-time when her nocturnal creatures do call Nature's voice will live on forever 'tis something not destined to die As Nature herself does not have a time span as such are for mortals such as I. Francis Duggan |
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
You Hear Nature's Voice
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