I am (sounds)
susanna suchak
I am
factory whistles
soft brk brk of chickens
joyous gospel choirs
I am
Hulda`s song
rolling waves
cormorant cries
the hint of an Acadian accent
I am
lowing of cows coming home each evening
rustle of wildflowers
hum of bees in a September apple orchard
I am
heart beat rhythm of water drums
crackle of real sugar on snow each spring
wagon wheels rolling to a place unknown
I am
glacial wind
thundering wave
muted weeping of stunted trees
Gaelic hymns
I am
a cacophony of mysterious music
love songs in many languages
enveloped in the lullaby of every ancestor
this melody – my DNA
What sounds define you and your historic lineage?
Would you like to participate in a Wordscapes group online to pursue this?