WHEN MAN IS SILENT
THE SOUNDS OF NATURE
ARE HEARD LOUD AND CLEAR

THE NATURAL WORLD 
Is mostly not seen or heard
Even a glimpse thrills

AS THE DAWN LIGHT SPREADS
Sits on scattered clouds
Waiting to descend to earth

EARLY MORNING CLOUDS MARKINGS
Spell I have a choice
The park or the beach

A PAIR OF BLUE BIRDS
Swinging on a bough
Having a heart to heart squawk

A FRESHLY MOWED FIELD
Creates a refreshment stand
For the passerby

ANNOUNCING ITSELF
By its aroma
The lilac beckons one near

ALONG THE WAYSIDE
Dandelions in profusion
Escaping the scythe

THE FURIOUS WIND
Drives the frantic ocean
Onto a forlorn beach

SENSING A DOWNPOUR
The sea calms itself
Awaiting replenishment

RESISTING GOING TO SLEEP
The sun casts its rays
On high cirrus clouds

SLIPPING BEHIND TREES
The sun sneaks off for the night
Returns at daybreak

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