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A child of the city
The nature never sang to me
Neither did I ever listen to her
Eardrums drowned by noise
Cannot really fish for nuances you see
Then one rainy Sunday afternoon
The trees and the clouds and the concrete
and the tarmac
Colluded successfully and concocted a
seductive symphony
A consciousness stripped off all
complications
Wanting to rewind and live it all
over again.
Inspired by the prompt ' uncomplicated things' by Leonard Cohen's Moon. Thank you Toads for such a great prompt. You can find other takes on the topic here
You set this up so well for the revelation that every child in the city should have.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the prompt! :)
DeleteLovely - some times we just need to look for natures foothold, hidden as it might me.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful that you were awoken by that seductive cacophony!
Anna :o]
I am glad I did too :)
DeleteThis is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary! :)
DeleteI think nature is always closer than we might see at first.
ReplyDeleteNice revelation.
Thank you. I realized too
DeleteA "consciousness stripped of all complications" .. would that we all could have such an affliction!
ReplyDeleteTrue bliss. Very rare
DeleteCacophony stilled in the rain. Just beautiful!
ReplyDelete:')
DeleteCool!
ReplyDeleteZQ
What a marvel nature is and it can answer our prayers especially when it has 'Colluded successfully and concocted a seductive symphony'....a fabulous piece!
ReplyDeleteIt always answers to you but we don't listen ..
DeleteI like the idea of that seductive symphony of urban sounds.
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteAh yes, those moments... Wonderfully composed.
ReplyDeleteWonderful! No matter how hard we try, nature is always around us. s'truth.
ReplyDeleteThank you , it always is isn't it :)
DeleteThe city only becomes too much when you need to get away from people, not necessarily the call of nature. How beautifully the poem is written.
ReplyDeleteExactly! It is pretty in its own way
DeleteBeautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteNothing like rain (and 'the trees and the clouds and the concrete and the tarmac') to strip consciousness of all complications. I read your poem all over again and I love it!
ReplyDeleteNice to know :) thank you!
DeleteWonderful, that she would emerge not as city alone or nature itself but together, in one simple harmony.
ReplyDeleteYes. City and nature are probably one. Maybe it is us who view them differently
DeleteBeautifully written!❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you Sanaa! :)
DeleteThose moments, like feeling the presence of God, can never be rewound. But we can find them anew. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteI wish to find more of these sooner . Thank you :)
DeleteNature will find us when we least expect it.
ReplyDeleteVisiting my son in NYC I am always amazed at the little bits of green and the birds and the bits of nature that hang on. Of course, I enjoy Central Park & Prospect Park in Brooklyn - would have to live close to one to be able to live there...
ReplyDeleteNature : ...The eternal source of inspiration!
ReplyDeleteAwesome work.Just wished to drop a comment and say i'm new your journal and adore what i'm reading.Thanks for the share
ReplyDeleteNature always affords her a different perspective...a sense of beauty and freedom.
ReplyDeleteJust as lovely on a re-read.
ReplyDeleteThe message is always there, if only we be still and listen! I loved this write!
ReplyDeletei admire the aaesthetics of your poem here. so creative, so beautiful, and so seductive. nice!
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