drum roll introduces no one to stage
leaves roll and tumble
get caught in spider webs
crickets roam the empty space
they greet each other
reminisce over past performances
the spot light shines on a lone microphone
dust particles move off the chrome object
sensing what is about to happen
the insect orchestra plays
music seeps backstage
floats dodges obstacles
homing in on its target
it hits inner drums
stirring up the storm.
in a minute
a whirlwind will saturate the hallway
explode onto the elevated platform
leaving a crater in the mind's eye.
in the meantime
peace sits listening to
the soothing sounds
and envisions the step before the step.
