Symphony Orchestra

When the wind conducts the way through her whirls,
And when the birds fill in the tranquility of silence,
The fish are the backup dancers.
While the ocean dances on her seafloor stage like a star,
Her waves sigh as they touch the sand.

The sun and clouds
Make the perfect set,
From dawn with their sunrise, 
Until twilight, the last glimpse of its glow.
And as light fades out,
The sun took its bow,
And will give spotlight to the moon.

Moon's companions, the stars
Who glimmer their light with ease,
Share the night-time stage
In a flawless melody.

How lucky am I
To encounter this as many times.
See it and hear it as long as I live...

I am the audience of their orchestra.