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Rains, water gushing forth ,big trees and foliage in rains, sound rains creating music. |
| I will not forget the day When rains bathed the forest. No sun, only clouds dark and grey, Hanging, scowling and growling just overhead. I looked up and saw giant trees On both my sides of the pathway, Bending down with thick showering foliage, As if asking me, " going where, in this weather?" Tall trees, giant trees, With trunks and roots crooked and brown, Resembled wild snakes and Gave me a sinking feel. I looked beneath my feet, Found water gushing back and forth, Streaming down the pathway and Forming puddles in and out. Where the sound coming from? Is it the roar of the forest giants or some uncanny creatures? I trembled but walked and found a waterfall, Rushing, crushing, surging downward in all its might and glory. I looked in awe at the fall and all around The forest is quiet,calm, only sounds of rains could be heard. I listened with all my heart, And felt that this is the music I love. |