In silence
Sound lingers
An underflow of air
An insistent susurration of traffic
Omnipresent
Random
Unnoticed
Until
A melodic line
Spins out
Voices pure
In unison
In harmony
Organized, energetic
A welling stream
Of meaning and beauty
Amid chaos and noise
Arcing down
To silence.
–Dan Verner
Biscuit City 