The Soul of Things

by Nishu Mathur

Listen more often To the earth, rocks and grass The roots of trees that go deep inside And whisper of the past

Listen to the clouds rumble Thunder and heave a sigh As they speak to birds of creation That pirouette in the sky

Listen to the whispers of seashells The verses of waves in rhyme That carry the songs of sailors And hum the melodies of time

Listen more often To the roses and the wind Listen to the rain and rainbow Listen to the soul of things