The Symphony of Nature

It was a cold Tuesday night, as I tread lightly on a rocky path that leads to our house, under the night sky and as the majestic moon gazing upon me with its shimmering light. There is something inside me that said, stop and take time to listen to the symphony of nature. And that moment I was awe-strucked on how beautiful the nature’s ensemble is. And at that time I felt that I have been drawn closer to nature. I can hear different sounds that when combined together I can hear and listen to an extravagant performance of nature’s melodies and symphonies. And like the “Great Tenor” I can hear the strong and firm voice of the dog howling at the moon. And like the strings and wood wind instrument section of an orchestra, I can hear the cricket’s and cicada’s sweet ripping whistle in a perfect single note, unwavering and light to the ears, I can also hear the deep bass wooshing of the wind and I can feel it’s sweet caress and smooth touch on my skin. And like my mother the wind embraced me tightly and I felt comfort and peace. But in every concert there is always a finale, I can say time is like a thief, I realized that the night is very late and I have to finish my communion with nature and need to go home early.  And as I was laying my body to sleep I was thinking of that moment and said to myself, what a wonderful world we have. And then I slowly drift into a very deep slumber.