Rhythm
Began with slow waking
Picked up through the morning
discussion danced back and forth
over lunch and lemon spiked waters
Afternoon slow and easy
picking up stray tasks
chatting with neighbours
’til quiet underlined by
music and hum of the dishwasher
softened today's rhythm
“There is music wherever there is rhythm,
as there is life wherever there beats a pulse.”
~ Igor Stravinsky
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