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A SYMPHONY Pitter patter of raindrops on leaves Drowned by the reverberation of the storm Orange blue flashes of lightening streak the skies As the world intermittently ignites
Undulating ranges sprawled wide at my feet Purple- Blue Mountains laced in a shadowy veil In the distance the Himalayas stand tall and proud Covered in a glittering snow capped shroud
The Grand Orchestra resounds and rolls Thunderous music backed by a play of lights A brazen bolt of blue echoes a flash of deathly white The sky and heavens delight at thunder’s might
The storm rages on as the ensemble warms Booming forth bolts and flashes of songs When suddenly a soft tinkle supersedes this crescendo Its melody conquering the senses mellow
Weaving a path on the winding narrow trek Two horses labor with jingles tied to their neck A song so sweet, soft and rich Instantly reverting my attention to it
Jealously arrogant the storm then does bawl With a blast sends forth another booming bolt How a sound so soft dare distract, it cries Its rapt audience from a show so passionate and bright
Smiling an apology I do wryly admit That the orchestra in the skies is riveting indeed However, interspaced with that music soft and sensual The “Symphony” is only now complete in its splendor ~Glowing Embers~
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