Music

My constant

My comforting companion

It is all around,

Cafes, libraries, stores, cars, strangers

Pass me by as I travel

My footfalls are the drum, keeping time

Each person I pass, starting their own dance

Engines grumbling, morning whispers, cutlery skipping across cafe porcelain

All blossoming into the orchestra serenading us throughout our day,

A bird pirhouttes past the traffic lights, the sorpranos now awake

The growing rhythm of commuters join the thrum, a steady constant beat

the shuffling of feet a metronome, the baseline of a well rehearsed tune

My breath slows, my heart calm, comfort found in the soundtrack of my everyday