POEM
Sound is high, it has roaring to revolt.
People are revolting to it.
But height of Thunderstorm is huge.
It has hard sound to make fear to people.
It has natural sound.
No one can make silence.
It has brought the big sound, the uncontrolled sound.
It has taken the wonder of earth.
The living earth is managed well.
Sunshine is often seen.
Sound is immense to bring rain and sunshine.
It is eternal as my sound.
