The symphony of nature can make a man's heart flutter,
Leaving me to stutter
The wind conducts the grass,
As if the instruments they play is brass.
The rain's steady rhythm pattered gently against the ground,
Making a soft, steady sound.
As I listen to the alluring song of the birds,
I am left without words.
As night makes its relentless advance,
The stars come to do their majestic dance.
The moon's silent melody makes the water sway,
Leading my mind astray.
The sun rises over the valley,
Starting the Grand Finale.
As the world is left begging for more,
Nature gives it another encore.