Visible Vibrations

(Edited for Final Portfolio)

If we could see sound


Every raindrop splashed, unique to its key

Every wind resonant, yet only the gentle flute to the thundering drums of lightning

The storm, a sanguine symphony

If we could see sound

Every supple ray of sunlight shouts, the brightest sound of trumpets

Every dawdling cloud, the smoothest transition between one note and the next
The sky, the stage, the perpetual anchor, to the orchestra who plays it all.