Sound of Beauty

Sunlight falls upon my window pane,

Like dewy golden drops of warmth,

It dances, calls, and beckons me; into the land of sunshine rain,

But I stay—to listen, watch, and learn of the Splendor of the Sun.

Breezes gently whistle by,

Singing gently of forgotten tune,

I stop and listen to their lilting lullaby,

And wonder in the Whisper of the Wind.

Trees stretch out their strong, tanned arms,

And glisten against the cloudless blue of sky,

I rejoice, refreshed beneath their charm

Clothed in emerald splendor, adorned in vibrant light

Flowers shout, and dance, and sing, and play,

And grow up towards the yellow sky above,

Up from the sweet deep brown of earthen clay,

To return a heart in pain to joy again.

For old memories sake...this was the very first poem I ever wrote so it has a certain sentimental value. xD! I hope you enjoy. I was 12, by the way...in March 2008...

...That's almost a year ago now...