As the rain falls upon the leaves and the soil 
The sound resonates 
The people dance to its rhythm 

The noise of man drowns the sweet sounds and sours
A cacophony
Soils silence with clinks and clanks

To every blade of grass, to every mountain
Screaming perfection
Amazement that never seizes

Man-made machines and the mechanizations
They fall when compared
Imperfect in all ways possible



This poem was very sweet, it was short, and very pleasing to the senses and the imagination. As well, you've taught me a few new words. Thank you so much for sending in this lovely poem!


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