The Milton Scribe

Music in the air ∘ Familiar
faces smiling back and forth
to and away from your line
of vision ∘ those tunes, the
sweet melodies, why, why
yes! And how lovely a
dance we dance together in
raucous tandem, not unlike
the magicalest photons that
do pass through and by our
sky and make things light to
those dance moves, they are
our light, the gorgeous
purpose, playing itself on, in
the most plainfully perfect ways