Matthew Anish Poet I do not know?

Somewhere Near Paradise

Starlit night
and a meteor 
     flys by

     Chill breezes 
and an uncommon
   moon above
  
Only one voice 
is heard
  And it speaks 
of the trembling 
of angels

  Eyes peer out
 of closed  windows
deep in the heart
of the city

Wishes rise like
smoke from a 
thousand urban 
smokestacks

You'll rise up again 
       the next morning

      The lessons of 
the night before
       burned into 
your consciousness
          forever

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Andrea Dietrich October 17, 2010 at 8:21 PM Gosh, this is wondeful. I wonder If I read it a long time ago and then all the comments on it got deleted!! Anyway, I find some real treasures sometimes by going to the back of a poet's pages! Luv, Andrea