Mirrored in the waters
Of a blithe Lake Michigan
The city reflects
Cool and collected
Over the volumous water
Blue and lurking
Over the shores of the lake
Overseeing lakeshore
In the lights of the city
Speckled in orange hue
We see ourselves living a life
Me
And
You
In the depths of a cold winter
Off the shores of Lake Michigan
The piers of Chicago
Extend
Into the webs of ice
Blistering through the
Cracking of time
On the streets full of vibrant
Life with fires in the souls
Of everyone who knows
The days and nights
Of Chicago life
A dense word of sorts
From the tops of the lights
On the buildings shoes
Only seen in the heavy
Dew
That drapes the water
Lapping the shores
Of Lake Michigan
And down the Wabash
And around to Lake Shore
The call of the Ferris Wheel
And the laughter of the people
Walking side by side
Riding in cars as they
Go by
The fog of Chicago makes a big
City small
With only what you can see
And that is all
The lament of the prairie wind
As the world spins on
Reckless with disregard
As the grass
Flows
Back and forth
The sun hits just one tree
Standing in the distance
As the time of
The world we know
Goes by
The sunlight plains
Play over the strained pull of
The wind
In the fields of Nebraska
When the storm falls over
The clouds and down
To the damp ground
Under the tree hides the birds
Of day
Awaiting the storms of life
To
Go away
Through the halls of life
Very few actions hold
The spark of light
But the generous
Echoes
Live on in the crystal halls
Over and over
Through lives eternal
Grateful
The echoes of generosity
Ring
For anyone to bring
Lanterns burn in the fog
Over a street of stone
Heavy fog
Over the eyes
Crisp clicking
Horses
Play the notes
Of a full scene
Emboldened
In the spirit of
Spring
In the London
Streets
In the evening hours
The lanterns
Burn on
Beyond the cat tails
And deep in the forest
Thought the tees
And over the marsh
Where the wind flows
Gentle and cool
There is a place
So remote
That the wildflowers
Whisper
Quietly about the coming rains
The expectations of change
The hopes of summer and
The end of fall
I live here in my own spirit
To take the flowers words
In the hearts
Of the ones
Who take the time to
To hear it
Down the river
Around the bend
The glistening waters
Run
End to end
As the feathers float
On the top
Brisk and easy
As the Summers breeze
Feels light on the skin
The blithering
Of lasting fall leaves
Deep at the bottom
As the feather floats
Like air above
Can you hear it
In the midst of hate
Yelling loud and undone
When the loudest in the room
Is the undoing of our world
When silence speaks
Is when change happens
For the good
As we take on another
Life
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