Acoustics naturally set, the breeze drones on.
The wind gathers the clouds upon
To check the thunder's pitch in tune.
The performance to be applauded high in tone.
Wind hissing to winnowing to blowing
The concert starts storming and thundering
With lightening effects the open auditorium darkening
To get drenched in heavenly drizzling.
The wind flags on and on and
The hydraulic drops get stringed
To pour into thick strands from up.
The wet lyre is fully tuned up
To sing and dance, God as the conductor,
Synchronising with wind, thunder
And blazed lightning, stamina in full swing.
Though wet with variable pitch ongoing
Bliss the rainy lyre is so poetical
The finale makes the audience silent a while
But cheers is 'Come again another day'.
a beautiful stage, open in nature though, is poetically set here for a divine concert...acoustics, light, lyrics, musical notes high and low the band- all perfect...good analogies using thunder lightning rain wind and breeze the clouds respectively...this write is a poetic bliss 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Accoustics! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.