Sporting a trumpet

The deeper tones growl with a snare,

Rising onto their paws, the Tiger reclaims the sun;

Lifting their cocked heads, and then bowing graciously come the Stalks,

Giraffes and Elephants of the East.

Rapid violin tunes from crickets in the thick of the fields,

Pounding onto their chests the gorillas notify the others;

The guests are coming – Where are they from?  What will they do?

Transforming themselves into inate objects,

A bow and arrow leads the way, followed by millions of red ants;

feeding on the leaves and nutrient waste land like gold,

it’s time to call the angels out.

Seas of dolphins arrive with their carried notes,

charting way for the magnificant whales and sharks;

remembering this is just the start,

compulsing music ‘The Planet’ – Jupiter.