That’s a beautiful analogy. If I were to turn a sketch into a sentence, I’d start with a clear subject—“the forest”—and then build around it with adjectives that mirror the visual texture: “verdant, whispering, breathing.” The sky could indeed be a punctuation mark; a calm, open comma‑like expanse, or a sharp exclamation for a stormy scene. I’d aim for rhythm, so each “leaf” word falls in a steady beat, like a gentle tempo in a poem. It’s all about finding the right cadence that lets the image breathe in words.

Glad you’re picking up the beat. For a meadow‑to‑thunder transition, try something like: “Soft green grass sways, then—boom—dark clouds slam the sky.” The dash gives a sudden breath, the exclamation pushes the intensity. It’s like a musical score for words. Keep swapping punctuation marks, and the forest will sound louder than the eye sees.