FIELD

In the pulse of bustling urban life, a fleeting moment resides,

Amidst the rush and hustle, a pause, a space, abides.

Sounds cascade like birds on wing, leaves that softly speak,

A stream's gentle babble, and insects' song unique.

Above our heads, a symphony unfolds, a spatial dance of sound,

A floating sculpture in the air, a symphony unbound.

In the urban tapestry, a brief reprieve we find,

Nature's notes entwine with city's rhythm, a harmony of its kind.