Song of the Susurrus

An ode to the melody that is nature.

A glimmering gurgle

Of a morning songbird

A shimmering warble

Of a mournful owl

The feathery rustling

Of wind in the foliage

The leathery scuffling

Of little feet on a pebbled path

I'm learning to listen

To the subtle song of the susurrus

My eyes begin to glisten

As I immerse myself in the whispering

Of nature's spirits

To hear their sacred teachings

One must only listen

Listen to the ethereal melody

Of the world obscured

By the discordant thoughts

Of a fearful mind

Then does the song of the susurrus

Begin to reveal its' intricate perfection

Then does the song of the susurrus

Begin to deal its' infinite affection

Reviews

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Loved the addition of color to this writing...excellent job.

[MetBySunlight]

What a beautiful piece! I could not stop reading, a very captivating poem. Well done!

[Lily Mae]

I love this..I got lost in the journey provided.. and I love the addition of the color..it's perfect...xx

[Enigma]

Excellent and captivating. You filled my mind with beautiful and detailed insight. Interesting use of colour. Keep it up. Loved it.

[Dayran]

A clear discernment between speech and thought. Knowing the difference can save your life at some point. A beautiful write. On the subject of hearing, ' susurrus' in sanskrit phonetics is a reference to milk and milk qualities. They are indeed our infinte affection in the world.

[Priscilla Sayers]

Passionate and speaks of subtle beauty, the kind that is all around. We only have to stop, listen and absorb what has been laid out before us. Well written, and beautifully versed.

[Kim]

such a beautiful write

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. I had to look up the words too. Susurrus is a good word. Nice to know peace and quiet of nature. I like the complete poem. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Honestly, I never heard the word "susurrus" and had to look it up, but once I understood the meaning I understood the poem. Stunningly beautiful piece. Nicely done!

[Larry Dyson]

i so love this definition"The feathery rustling
Of wind in the foliage
The leathery scuffling
Of little feet on a pebbled path


I'm learning to listen
To the subtle song of the susurrus
My eyes begin to glisten
As I immerse myself in the whispering
Of nature's spirits
"