Musing

When I hear sounds of disruptive nature

It upsets me at first

I resent their presence and purpose

I am fully aware of the importance of keeping a schedule

Life is no exception

But these noises.these distractions.

They house themselves in trust and beauty

They prance around as if they own these moments thieved! 

When birds truly needed the gravity...

I am back here. The safety of soliloquy. 

I hear notes being stretched to pitch

A train of thought travels from my heart to the floor

Falling. But still meaning