'Accordiance'

I should be glad if all the meadows on the earth were left in a wild state, if that were the consequence of men's beginning to redeem themselves. - Thoreau

amidst ear to ear, prayed smiles

feet tapped

as tickled ivories giggled

a violin stretched

an organ cut through the daily grind

percussion shake-shimmied

a true renaissance of heartfelt joy

we swayed, sang and danced

all in 'accordiance'

because that's the way it is

in this slow, spinning world of his

just look out any window

come rain or shine

on the western skyline

Author's Note

"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away." - Thoreau