I awoke this morning, The rain was pouring down. No one else was awake. Rain the only sound. I heard every drop was like a marching band. Down pour then stop. Like it was all planned.
Natures musical melody. Extordinary, so fine.Ticking like a clock. Lost somewhere in time. Drops of rain sound out a beat. The wind whistles making the melody complete.
Heavy my eyes as I lay in my bed. Natures musical melody dances in my head . Pictures drawn, story told Tomorrows dawn. Yesterday's old. I lay here begin dreaming. The whisling wind now is screaming.
So again I awake. Now natures musical melody explodes. A hard beat, A guitar is all it would take. Make a disk worth loads. But somehow natures left behind. Manmade materialistic maniac. Must be blind.....Or head in a sack.
Why must you come in destroy everything around. Now you have your eyes set on sound And darkness or blind I really don't know. Yet in my weakness imagination grows.Once a song in battle sung. Once long ago when written history was young.
Waking up, rubbing my eyes. Oh it's a dream. I finally realize. So now only one thing can be said. The coffee's on get out of bed.
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