Nature’s Symphony

I found myself

yesterday

watching the breeze

as it rippled

and played

with one of nature’s artistic displays

a grove of trees

leaves swaying, bobbing, dancing

to the lyricism

of the maestro's

touch

I imagine

if we could but hear

the note, the sweet pitch

that each

of these miniscule movements

emits

in its intricate dance

with the surrounding,

buffeting

wind

we would be privy

to a chorus

of

angelic sound

endless

in scope

and magnitude

yet lighter

than air

Annie Kiyonaga

2002