a chorus of colors resound
orange echos as pink while
the lemon yellow high note lingers
The Day Ends In Hallelujah
Orchestra Of Colors
lily’s song of joy
resounding in the misty morn
pink overture to a summer’s day
A Song Of Summer
shadow and light
perform a dappled dance
stepping to August’s tune
My Feathered Sunshine
a one note song
and moments visit
banishes my grey cloud
On The Edge Of Spring
in the gentle sun
lift your voice
in song
A Catchy Tune
summer serenades with colors
one can’t help
but sing along
We Shared A Look
and now I know
the words
to your song
The Pond Opened For Song
opening ceremony
the joyful croaking chorus
of peepers peeping
The Song Of Silence
deep in the woods
on the frozen vernal pond
the music played on
Blue Columbine
your color
is the baritone
of the garden’s chorus
Dragonfly Wind Chime
the chime sings
the wind’s song
a mountain lullaby
The Leaves’ Lullaby
a song
made of silence
in the falling hush
Restoration
leaves to unfurl
songs to sing
spring’s beginnings
Field Music
quartet
of snow
early winter sung
Orchestra Of The Outside
the wind
conducted
autumn’s hymnn
Afternoon Music
song in the air
chorus of clouds
cumulus crescendo
Bel Canto
an opera
of orange
sung by nasturtium
Frog Song
rain on
peepers pond
the chorus crescendos
Hearing Hallelujah
crowded so tight
they seem almost one
every dot a note in the visual song
Resonance
in the echo
your song
is sung anew
Sunset Music
the sky sings
glory hallelujah
water sings the refrain
Field Song
grasses sing
a serenade
to shorter days
Robins
seduce me
with your song of spring
of love and life and hope you sing
Prologue
before the song of spring
the robin can be seen
Field Psalm
dried grass’
wind song
autumn’s hymn
Duet
an alto and soprano
in lavender and purple
sing of summer
Chorus
the hedgerow sings
late winter’s song
on whispering leaves
Jacob’s Brook
water runs to the long river
singing the final refrains of its song
before it is silenced by winter
The Sound of Beauty
Floating flower bells
silence is their song.
Parting Gift
The last gift the cornfield gives
is its whispering song
on the winds of fall.