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The orchestra of wind blowing
Through lush green trees,
Builds from a whisper 
To a forte with ease.
Lightning casts a blinding light
In white dangerous rhythm,
Thunder, drums quietly, Then Boom
In crescendo to the anthem.
Maestro of land, sky and sea
Many sounds and sights,
Living, breathing symphonies
Singing lullabies at nights.
And then to amaze us all
Playing symphonies again
Applause ripples through the valley
And showers us with rain.
The rise and fall of the notes
A rush of lightning rhapsody,
The concerto finally comes to rest
In such peaceful harmony.
© Hazel




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John Coopey

Wed 19th Oct 2011 13:38

Enjoyable, Hazel. I looked for a rhythm but kept losing it - perhaps it was your intention.
Also, reminiscent of Dylan's "Chimes of Freedom".

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Lynn Dye

Wed 19th Oct 2011 13:22

Enjoyed this, Hazel, nice idea combining weather with music.

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