The sound of a thunderstorm, with the rolling thunder and cracking lightning, the rain drops hitting the windows, dancing like no tomorrow. I start to imagine what's going on in the sky. Is God having a party? Are angels bowling? Whichever it is, it helps put me to sleep.
The sound of a ukulele being strummed, the the stings perfectly in tune, then, in an instant, I strum. The sound is more than words. My body slows down at the sound, my breathing slows, my stress is no more, I am calm, like the breeze on a beautiful spring afternoon.