Nature Hears

In late nights,

Bats, crickets whistle sweet tunes,

In the presence of celestial lights,

They all serenade their earthly tunes.

While at sun ris'n,

Other creatures orchestrate their songs,

For no better reason,

These present to Nature songs.

Thunder in turn

Beats its heavenly melodious drum;

To announce to the earth, it’s time for rain,

For Nature to grow green, to grow plump.

Flowing streams, gashing waterfalls,

Groans of pets, cries of the wild,

This music, Nature attentively hears,

These songs gift Nature with warmth, as does a smiling child.

Gerry Sikazwe