The music stops

After Isaiah 24

A day like any other

when the wind stills

the birds quiet

the rain dries

oceans calm

and the music stops.

No one hears the tambourines.

The darkness rolls across

  geography, plundering

  the landscape

plundering the people;

floodgates open

foundations tremble and shake

  then break

reality tears apart,

  shatters into fragments

  of forgotten memory.

Photograph by Michal Spisak via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.