When we listen to the sounds of the morning, soft wind's, insects humming, the woodlands, we renew our souls to grow stronger. In a world of urban noise we need to escape to reconnect with nature.
Michael Cochrane ©
Yes dear poet, one needs to escape from uuban noise to rest at the lap of peace... beautiful poem
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Absolutely correct. Stop, listen and you'll hear nature, particularly in parks and woods.