She’s ready to be
There.
How long could it be?
The big,
Long,
Harassed bridge seemed
To be the sight of days
Ago.
It’s a surprise,
They said, she couldn’t
Know. She was ready
To know.
Waiting and
Waiting
In anticipation until
She falls into a
Dreamy snooze.
Its crashing,
Tumbling,
Rumbling Roar,
Natures Melody,
Seeped into her slumber
Welcoming her back to
The world.
Finally!
The mist whispering on
Her rosy-red-cheeks,
Floats through
From her
Tiny, opened window.
“Wow.”
The murmur of kids’
Amazement
Weaves its way through
The hypnotized crowd.
Look at it go
Go
Go
Hurling anything
And everything
Out of its way.
It was so
Amazing, and
She wonders
If she is the only one
Who notices?
She notices how with
Every splurge,
Every spatter,
Every plunge,
The audience drifts
Deeper and
Deeper
Into Natures Dance.
It feels right, to her,
To have something so
Beautiful, so
Natural
Right there, In front of her face.
Nothing was in her
Atmosphere anymore.
It was just her and
This…thing.
But, it was beautiful thing.
As she pauses to think
About this,
She realizes how
Every person
Needs to know what
Nature was really like.
They need to appreciate it
The way she did, and they needed
To discover
All of the world’s
Melodies.
Its crashing,
Tumbling,
Rumbling Roar,
Niagara’s Melody
Methodically sends her
Back into her
Fantastic dreams.