The jungle of Costa Rica produces a daily symphony.
A howler monkey’s call and response,
Mating calls intertwine with
Thrumming of humming bird wings
And a cricket’s solitary song.
The crescendo of monsoon rain on a tin roof
With the wind as a strong accompaniment
To the bullfrog’s lament into the inky night.
Dissonance of the varieties of tropical birds compete and threaten
The overarching harmony.
And roosters’ crows
Punctuate the arrangement.
I sit appreciatively,
Awaiting the encore.