Music drifted within a cadence;
A harmony of many insects.
They sang of two worlds not so different,
Not as separate as we might think.
I heard the whole of connection.
As it weaved a fabric of warmth
In a place dilapidated not long ago.
Clouds dissipated in the sky,
Reflecting the stillness of my thoughts.
They watched me as I watched them.
It brought me to the here and now;
The surrealistic view of clarity.
I monitored my thoughts,
Searching for pearls amidst
A patient sea awaiting
The winds of change.