Nature and Sound.
The sound came from all around
City or country it has no bounds
It intoxicates me, wrapping round, like a scarf
I consume it
The sound of nature swirled around
Acting as my sight
I embrace it
I employ it to be my guide
Scrolling my cane from side to side
Walking with my companion, the outside
Cars, lorries and the birdsong, the symphony of life
No longer do I treat this as strife
I become the composure of my life
By David Crossan
Sound Is My Guide 