When the music stops playing.

On deft ear it falls.

Open new path to listen.

Haiku

Stop, Smell, Flowers.
The hours are short even on the days that are long.
When windmills are tilted.
Judgements are challenged.
We showcase convictions.
Strum to the beat of our song.
The threats on the daily from the reality show news.
Are we facing the music, or singing the blues?
Court rooms and law suits and messages so strong.
We are facing catastrophes from hither to yon.
With standards much lower.
Distortions prolonged.
How will it pan out as in the rights or the wrongs?