The sounds that tumble and pour over,
are refreshing,
until remembering they came from people's mouth's,
bus engines,
heels crunching salt crystals strewn on the sidewalk,
first sound heard, a morning alarm,
last sound heard, is of soMEone falling, asleep,
but it is all those sounds in between, combined with
what was seen,
that is an inspiration...
the first
and
last,