Nature makes no noise

             
Down the hill,
Sitting on a bench,
The trees I sight
 The wind blows
The leaves begin to sway
Making no sound
Not one

Eyes taken off it,
Looking up,
Watching the clouds
Move in disarray
Avoiding a fall
Making no sound
Not one

The sun is out,
Shines on but keeps burning
Yet it makes not fire cracking
 Only drizzles of sweat
Making no sound
Till it reaches the ground

A smile for the observation
Filled with admiration
Then, I note in capitals
‘NATURE MAKES NO NOISE’
Not a sound
Not one

WRITTEN BY: Chikezie chioma               PROF READ : Augustine Patrick.         EDITED BY: prudence.                   PUBLISHED BY: Ukam Dennis