Thursday, July 28, 2011

Sounds of Nature (Poetry)


The sounds of nature make me whole
Its innocence is like that of a child
It steadily beats to the rhythm of my soul
There are no speakers in the wild

Its innocence is like that of a child
The free flowing compositions caress my ears
There are no speakers in the wild
Hopes for tomorrow suppress my fears

The free flowing compositions caress my ears
It steadily beats to the rhythm of my soul
Hopes for tomorrow suppress my fears
The sounds of nature make me whole

-Jon Chambers

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