From Dawn to Dusk

 

 

There is music at dawn in the song of the koel

The tweeting, the chirping, the warbling,the cry

The medleys that float in the morning air

As birds sing a welcome to a rising sky

 

There is music in the span of feathered wings

The steady drone of the humming bee

As the sun revels on his throne at noon

While the wind whisks leaves on a willow tree

 

There is music in the silver drops of rain

A gentle drizzle or a thunder squall

Music in the flow of rivers and streams

And the sparkling cascade of a waterfall

 

There is music on slopes of lofty mountains

In echoes that reverberate of a water spring

In the soft rustling of a valley of flowers

Of blue irises and pink hyacinths

 

There is music in seas and oceans blue

Waves overreaching to meet the shore

Rippling in sounds of frothy ecstasy

Whispers of pearls and the ocean floor

 

There is music at dusk when the day rests

The throaty croaks in a nocturnal sheer

As moths flutter drawn to light

'Tis music of life that I hear