On morning kissed streets
Mercuries fleet streak past
As mothers perambulating, solidarity meet
Whilst old men for whom the die’s cast
Each other knowingly greet.
The shopkeeper with wares
Opening for the day
As youth, hale and fair
Blazing bright, much to say
Easy rolling gaits, tragedy unaware.
Dogs walking, leashes straining
Sidewalk cafes, families chattering,
Street oddities, furtive, complaining
Singles, couples, happy or mourning
Here and there, laughter roaring.
Livery aluminum carapaced
Roll down the thoroughfare
Stopping at crosswalks, no haste
Savoring first coffee tastes
As sinless children amble without care.
Trees ringed resolute, generous shading
Swaying boughs sheltering lives small
Rooted in dark soil’s embracing
Filtering distant furnaced rays, scattering
Hammer thin beat gold upon all.
Soft zephyrs raising placid heats
While swift birds chorist, lofted pageantry
Carried on currents gentle, sweet
Carving air, dancing majesties
Angelic glissandos, towards Heaven compete.
Keeping pace, the greyed man races
Knowing all that was, is, and shall appear
Before him laid now, illumed by Creation’s blazes
Tantalizing close, far, and yet so dear
Hidden between the music of the spheres.
