Ethereal
As the rain falls upon the leaves and the soil
The sound resonates
The people dance to its rhythm
The noise of man drowns the sweet sounds and sours
A cacophony
Soils silence with clinks and clanks
To every blade of grass, to every mountain
Screaming perfection
Amazement that never seizes
Man-made machines and the mechanizations
They fall when compared
Imperfect in all ways possible