Sounds Of All, Songs Of Life

Sounds Of All, Songs Of Life

 

You are all around everywhere I go

Amidst an orchestra that gently plays

Wind instruments in dancing leaves

In response, swaying, delightfully ruffle

A howl so dear as you seek my attention

Not far away surf caresses the shore  

Sand at my feet, hearts I dare to draw

Foam in keys I hear as I'm sitting here

Creatures abound songs so clear as music to my ear

Birds up high remind me to look up and be inspired 

A symphony of sound helps fill the air 

All play their part in attempts to survive

Songs I hear for a world that's alive

 

A mountain blows its top to get my attention

In the lives of men, there is too much to mention

Hear water that descends in rain and snow

It falls as to remind me everywhere I go

A world unseen speaks in copious sounds all around

When I awoke out of sleep in a joyous greet

Soon to know the symphony within me 

Sounds I hear everywhere resident here

Once possessed by another who failed 

I would count it all joy to have what was lost 

An evil set to destroy me for sounds at all cost

Immersed in all of this is a familiar sound 

I will hear it if I care only to listen

Chris G Peters

Poet

Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.