COMMUNICATIONS

COMMUNICATIONS

(excerpted from Part IV) 
 

As the wind whispers through the trees

As the waves crash over the ridge

As the sand moves and shifts

So does nature speak to each other.
 

The whisper of a breeze blowing through the trees

Is like a whisper in your ear that you barely hear.
 

As the whispers play with your senses

Although the words are not clear

There's a certain excitement within your being

That understands what is being said

So does nature speak to each other.
 

As was with the waves crashing upon the beach

So is it another way of speaking.
 

The waves of sand form the ripple

The hills and little valleys

As the water runs between it;

With the next wave, the ripple may be wiped out

And a perfectly smooth exterior surface may appear.

It is the ever changing sand of time

It is as the breeze and the wind

Whispering through the leaves

Or gently playing around your ear

So does nature speak to each other.