Tribute to Elephants

I told one of my friends that I'd post this: Sheep, this is for you, about your fellows--
Enjoy!

The elephants are walking
Each one totally in sync
With itself, and somehow
Alone in the crowd

The elephants are marching
The steady, slow beat of their feet
Is the bass, changing tone
With the texture of the grass

The elephants are ambling
Every so often,
One of them calls,
Forming an intricate lead solo

The elephants are treading
In the hot sun, each solid heartbeat
Completes a rhythm section

The elephants are striding
Each one, a single band
With perfect proportion,
They slowly pass by

The elephants have gone
Their music fades, and
Another concert is over
The savannah applauds