There Is Music Here

Seed pods connected to sprigs
Rattling tambourines
Rain morphing into germination
Flowers ravenously drinking the sun
Copiously demanding into the canopy
Losing identity
Blended into color spectrum

One sense experienced as two
One real the other not
The fog of the fuse
Walking down the street
Color consciousness painting
Enlivening the world
With the brush of sound

Rain drops of color
Hues of music

A lullaby or nightmare
I live in reassured normalcy
Where do you live
The odd or the enlivened
Are you threatened or intrigued