Summer Symphony

Summer Symphony

Rippling like water over stones
the piano plays on; while overhead
a flute plays, bird song, sweet and clear
fiddles buzzed with the bees
fresh cool breezes brush a cheek
insects flitting by.

Azure sky above, a peaceful day.
Drums begin to rumble in the distance
wind gathers, the trees and flowers
begin to dance, a spot of rain falls
clouds darken.
Lightening flash, cymbal clash
son et lumiere.
This life, like summer passes and is done
has sung it’s song and gone.

Summer’s lease too soon fades
into sweet oblivion.
The symphony has reached its end.

Sue Hemmings 10th July 2007

I was listening to Radio 3 and heard a piece of music, piano tinkling.This reminded me of running water. The next piece had wonderful drums and I thought oh ho hear comes the thunder also as I was listening to the music the weatheroutside changed from sunny to cloudy and so helped to set the mood.