When,

Silence is music to your eyes,
Stillness to your ears tastes just right.

When,

The tick of the clock jumps through the souls of your hearts feet,
All times beat at once.

When,

Done and to dos dance on your list
The cadence of the pen of life checks.

When,

Your feet lie and your tongue runs,
Eyes run round and toes blink across the ground.

When?