Urban Vision

Waters tiptoe slowly across urban threshold in tickling ripples to meet cold pebbled shore. I am drawn to where horizon and steel beams roar, grown devoted and distracted by sounds of winds howling against grayed concrete walls, lifted by searing visions soaring above. Bestilled by both nature's rousing pull and sky riding forms cutting into nebulas bent- I greet grass and dirt barefoot jean cuffed as hair flirts with incumbent season's mirth. Indulgent but a day, for all its worth-I have a snowflake in one hand, but sense lilies as they lurk..

[Photo by Bellezza Caotica]