Like Children

sounds,
echoes of guttural
outbursts,
shaking the depths,
rattling the innermost
core of the earth,
of all that has stood.
establishment and tradition
quaking.
it's unlike anything
they have heard,
a strange noise,
a melody intoxicating,
addicting.
an infection
consuming with rampage.
so different that words could
never piece together
the fullness of this sound.
all we know is they are beginning to
dream again,
they are becoming
like children,
dancing in the rain.