the orange rising sun, the golden clouds
I see them everyday
Yet the sight always takes my breath away

The chirping f the birds at dawn break
the rustling of the tree leaves
These sound bring me serenity
they bring me peace

The wind before the rain
touches my hands, hair and face
It calms my mind
It brings me true delight

The pitter-patter of the raindrops
On the pavement and the ground
From the depths of my heart I love this sound
To stand beneath this shower gives me a joy that knows no bounds

And as I see the beauty of nature
I realize I can never write
something so beautiful on paper