Midnight City

For the calm of new fallen snow lies in silent peace and stillness Gently covering the loneliness of midnight city streets And walking in the cold of night, I pause to stop and wonder How can it be so unaware of where it present lies? Has it not seen the desolation? Has it not heard the cries? Perhaps it knows not the tales. Yes it seems so unaware As it lies in quiet sanctity on the un-kept city ground On the broken streets and walkways, and rooftops all around And for a moment I too am unaware That on morrow day when snow melts away My walk shall again find the cold and blighted shadows Of midnight city streets But might the impression made this night rest forever upon my heart That God is no respecter of persons. For He maketh His beauty to fall Upon all of His children alike …Jeff Bresee