Through Glass
City lights
City lights
From my window I
can see them
Hear the cars rushing by on the FDR drive
The city is shrouded in darkness
Millions of stories in
this metropolis
Some pleasant, some horrific
My mind drifts off to
other shores
where flowers blossom
and fish swim
in a crystal - clear pool
Water - like a mirror
catches my reflection
If you open your soul to the
infinite
You will be rewarded
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2019
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