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Nature is its own orchestra
Nature is its own orchestra.
A free orchestra.
It has no limits.
What goes, goes.
It cannot be stopped.
Nor does it ever repeat twice.
Small birds, flying, chirping
Each has it's own sound.
Never twice alike.
Rabbits, prancing around
Finding it's food.
Minding itself.
The trees standing in place.
Yet constantly in motion,
The wind plays the trees.
Leaves, always rattling,
Never remaining still
Sometimes falling.
The wind, always different.
Either soft as powder.
Or strong like a battering ram.
The owl, always alone.
And it's isolated howl.
Sends a depressing feeling across.
Each and every sound
When Separated, sound natural,
Sounds like nothing special.
But all together as one.
It forms the most beautiful
Elegant musical piece ever.
It's odd
It doesn't seem to make any sense...
But it really does make more sense than one could imagine.