Nature’s sounds crash my brain,
writing songs as it rains,
scratch off notes, rearrange,
distinct tones interchange.
Pretty melodies help,
ease my heart’s pounding yells.
Watch the dancing wind chimes,
flow through blank hollow times.
Memories quickly tap,
as thoughts fall on my lap.
Inhale natural tunes,
that smell like old perfume.
Loud uneven thunder,
showcases bright wonders.
Lightning crashes my head,
stagnant tears quickly spread.
Watch the storm stop and freeze,
as I sway with the breeze.
See a rainbow arise,
set the stage for sunshine.
Golden ray melodies,
serve a strong remedy,
for what may lay ahead,
play music my mind read.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #143 July 18, 2022