Symphony Of Sight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Music playing, rhythms flowing in measures of time
as the desert grows within it's sacred melodies,
cacti listening, leaning towards the music.

Being enriched by it's coded messages and attuned to
it's essence hidden within, beautiful, precious, see-
ing everything flourishing through rhythms of nature.

Playing a symphony of sight for me alone, writing of
it quietly and appreciating it gratefully as I watch
and listen to it.