morning comes alive
the forest rebound.
the drip, drip, drip
the dripping sound
bouncing on a stone in ground.
the momentary sound on stone in ground
is nature's primal sound.
the primal sound in drips is cajoling
as it reveals the meaning of sound.
nature is choreographing the sound
in heart beats in moments of time.
the nature's rhyme is chiming and flowing
in planetary hollow to fill the nectar of life.
the matters grits
surrounds the life's gist.
heart beat is the nature's design.
every particle is the atom bound
align with every heart beat sound.
the dripping sound,
the nature's crown.
the dripping sound
in every breath
in every simmering breeze
in every spring
culminates
sound in every silent moment
that beats a heart,
the moment,
the silent
moment.
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