Wind & Rain

Nothing sounds more amazing than the sight of wind,
Nothing looks more beautiful than the sound of rain.
When I want to see I open my eyes and listen,
When I want to hear I open my ears and watch.
I see the wind and hear the rain...
We don't see wind, we hear it, as it clearly blows to life,
Our atmosphere causes us to notice it's appearance when it transparently sneaks into sight.
We don't hear rain, we see it, as it silently falls from clouds,
Our atmosphere causes us to notice it's sound
When it silently falls out loud.
Wind is the choreographer, the audience never sees,
Putting together massive, dance compositions with ease.
Wind choreographs trees, pushing so hard at times they break under pressure,
I guess wind wants them to dance their very best, and live up to all they measure.
Dance lessons are free, so let your hair down and watch it as it grooves,
You'll notice freestyles and eight-counts when wind instructs it on what to do, MOVE.
Cool breezes create a two-step, that no matter how hard we try, we could never learn,
Or a tango between waves and sailboats, that when mastered, for each other they'll seem to yearn.
Great winds direct the most talented krumpers, steady impulse until they stop,
Sometimes putting together the most unlikely duos like tree branches and roof tops.
We don't see wind, we hear it, a it clearly blows to life,
Or atmosphere causes us to notice it's appearance, when it transparently sneaks into sight.
We don't hear rain, we see it, as it silently falls from clouds,
Our atmosphere causes us to notice it's sound, when it silently falls out loud.
Rain is the musical conductor, that makes not a sound when seen, directing groups and choirs, made up of anything that wants to sing.
Take an umbrella to a very large field, the next time rain falls from skys,
You'll be entertained by the duet, when umbrella-top and pasture harmonize.
And if ever in a plane, under rain pouring clouds, just listen as it happens,
The plane will sing the most beautiful solo, until you rise above the clouds and your ears start clappin'.
From the hoods of cars, to the trunks the same, to the window pains, the birds, their wings,
Anything and everything, when hit with rain, shall surely sing.
Nothing sounds more amazing than the sight of wind, nothing looks more beautiful than the sound of rain,
Most spectacular when they dance and sing, to steps and tunes of hurricane.