The clouds whir
The wind hums
The snow dances
And the rain drums
The sky shines
The earth sings
Take time to observe these little things
The clouds whir
The wind hums
The snow dances
And the rain drums
The sky shines
The earth sings
Take time to observe these little things
It’s always the little things that mean the most.
And nature is a wondrous healing balm.
I love to think of the clouds whirring! neat imagery.
xoox