SOUNDS OF EARTH

IT IS IN THE RHYTHMIC WIND BEATS,

THE NOISE OF THE SHORE,

THE CRUNCHING SOUND OF WET SAND ON A BEACH,

A STORM’S FURORE.



THE HOWL OF A WOLF AND ITS’ PACK

THE SHRIEKS OF A NIGHTBIRD

HALF-AWAKE.


IN THE SWEET MELODY OF THE CUCKOO BIRD,

IN THE SAD AND DESPONDENT SOUNDS,

THE PECK OF A WOODPECKER-SO PERSISTENT,

AND THE HARSH BARK OF HOUNDS.



IN THE CRACKING OF A NUT,

IN THE CRACKLING OF FIRE,

IN THE BLOOMING RUSH OF A BUD,

CANNOT YOU HEAR EARTH’S LYRE?



THE LAUGHTER OF MAN,

HIS EXHIBITS OF LOVE.

A SWEET FIRST KISS,

THE SOUND OF A DOVE.



THE EARTHS’ RHYTHM CAN BE HEARD

THE BEATS WITH WHICH SHE GYRATES,

HER LOVE AROUND US VIBRATES

HER SOUL SETTING US FREE

LEADING US ABOVE TIME, MAN, MANKIND

LEAVING ALL SORROW AND DESPONDENCE

BEHIND.