I could only say 'Mama' and 'Dada'
when I heard the first melody
in the resonating chorus of the early birds
In the opening petals of the blooming flowers
in the ascending peaks of Mountains high
in the descending tilt of valleys vast.
I was but a little girl-child
when I heard the second melody
in the gentle breeze of the tranquil Lake
in the rustling dry leaves beneath my feet
in the dazzling grace of the purest Sun
in the dimming Moon and starry Skies.
I could understand Grandma
when I heard the third melody
in the cock's crow at early dawn
in the Sunsets glow behind her kitchen
in the crickets chirping at nightly hours
in the tales told in cascading Moonlight.
Now in every Season by and by
I hear Nature's melody in every story
in the tiniest to the greatest artistry
in canvas painting of hues and shades
I breathe in the air, pure and green
in its sanctuary alone I find my rest.
An original poem written by @edith-4angelseu
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