Sunday, June 18, 2017

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.

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