Sights And Sounds Above
By Curtis Johnson
It’s late April, and almost May Day The wind is blowing gustily;
And the late Spring rain
Is pouring rather heavily
The quietness and the stillness,
Have been disturbed and disrupted.
Some things will go missing;
Yet others will become broken
But before long, the wind flow will lessen, the rain shall dissipate, and the dark dreary rain clouds will disappear
Then, the sun will come with consolation,
And we’ll celebrate as it shines upon us gently.
From the watches and warnings of tornadoes,
some prior nights brought us fear and terror
But tonight’s sky will be consumed with sweet stars and moon light fair
The darkness shall be forced to bow and compromise;
because the moon will wipe away the tears from today’s rain
Yes, the moon will pull back its curtains
On the stage in the sky,
and light up the night
With a sheepish halo, the stars shall join their cosmic team;
And gradually ascending from their recline, the stars shall
radiate with massive sparkles and deep abiding calm.
The breathtaking sights and sounds above have all had their say.
By bedtime, you too are peaceful and poised, as sweet sleep takes you away
cj04302013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem