A simple note to start the day, the first in a family of sounds
Digitized tones that set the mood and signal the future’s dawn
Tempo and rhythm and beats that make one wiggle
From fingertips to elbows to feet that slip through the air
Ears awakened to the timbre of nature’s calling, voices yearning to speak
Eyes bombarded with visions, snapshots of secrets soon to be gone
Timidity giving way to boldness as the clock hand clicks in tandem
Vaguely familiar music overshadowed by a twist of the hips and a toss of the hair
Almost before it has started, a single note signals the closing
Followed by relatives marching to replace the first with thunderous recognition
Fantasy begets reality and the mind begins to whirl
Synapses signal their colleagues warning the heart, the lungs, and guts
The eyes flutter in recognition of sights they have seen before
Nostrils flare and consume the air searching for evidence of nutrition
An awkward hand slices the air and lands upon the culprit
The world will be absent of this soul once more for another quiet five minutes
