HARMONY
There is harmony in the wind as you gallop through the trees,
Listen to the sound of hoof beats mingled with the breeze,
Its like all the oboes and bassoons want to out-do the horses tympani
It is the song of the wind playing in perfect beating harmony.
Or if you are canoeing down the river on a lovely warm summer day,
The wind whispers softly and blends with your song in a special way.
The ripples of the river as the currents send you sailing along,
And the dip and swing of your paddle sings its own sweet song.
Or riding along the highway with the windows rolled right down,
The wind is like a thousand voice choir, your voice trying to drown.
Or an orchestra and mighty organ with all the stops pulled right out.
I love to hear the winds choir and orchestra sing, play and shout.
Whatever the mood of the wind may be, listen to it sing,
Join in yourself, let the sweet harmony blend and bring
Joy into your heart as you with wild nature learn to bind,
It will be some of the sweetest harmony you will ever find.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson December 5, 2002