The symphony of the sky

These words slowly came to me as I became mindful of the noise around me. I was visiting Malta at the time. This visit coincided with the start of summer. On summer solstice I experienced a heavy downpour of rain. I felt cheated; this wasn't fair. But it didn't last and when I looked up I noticed that the sky had tuned blue again!

The symphony of the sky

It slowly starts with a few drops of rain,

seemingly pointless and useless and then,

increases its downpour,

The charge of water is severe enough to cause a stir

Everyone is taken by surprise!

Who saw it coming?

And it passed within the hour

And the sun slowly forced its way through the clouds fighting off their angry grey until they disappeared.

And more familiar noises returned

The cars blowing their horns

Was it the danger or the impatience that got someone shouting

Or was he a vendor or a street trader

Marking his arrival where he stopped?

And the fireworks soon made their sound,

Drowning the noise from the traffic,

Only for a moment

Until the fireworks stopped

and I heard the traffic screeching again,

Driving over road bumps!

And the neighbour’s daughter spoke

and she asked why,

And her mother replied

but I did not understand

And I heard their laughter

and I decided they were having fun!

Somewhere people were talking,

even shouting, possibly arguing

Who was wrong or who was right.

And the birds found their noise

And I looked up and saw the sky was blue,

and a plane accelerated across dividing the sky,

and the noise lifted

without a rhythm or a beat.