Nature

As the wind sighs &

the leaves rustle,

the insects all leave in a hustle.

The lapping of waves on the shore,

a sound that rejuvenates you.

The drops of water,

a soft patter on the roof.

The earth smells of a fragnance,

that not a soul can hate.

Behold the beauty,

that you can't refrain to gaze.

The feeling of peace,

from which no one can refrain.

Nature has a music,

of its own rhythm,

A soothening lullaby,

that eases the pain.