modul soul

Tessitura

i like to imagine the pitch
a raindrop would create
if a note were being struck
each time
the wind gently pattered
and swayed
i cannot pretend to know
where the universe
would take it
but I’m certain
harmonious juxtapositions
would evolve
from the smooth cadence
the canopies would lend
a deep soul modulation
mood from the blatant ground
the rich refrains
earth’s saturation