Mother Nature’s Solo

The woodpecker takes the role of percussion,

the bubbling brook,

the coo of a distant bird.

The melodic sound of the wind blowing through the trees,

the delicate crunch of leaves under the hoof of a passing deer,

the gentle humming of a bumble bee.

As the sun wakes upand sings her morning song.

The world is an orchestra,

building to a crescendo,

conducted by Mother Nature.

And you are the audience,

giving it the standing ovation it deserves.

Author: eviejrichards

Hello, I am a 21 year old English Student with a passion for writing. In my blog I will write about thoughts, recipes and advice. I hope to gain a better understanding of myself through writing, and even possibly grow a little community!

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