I love this city.
Every time I walk the streets, there is a sound, a smell,
like a distant beast, purring, roaring, thrumming
wrapping me in its warmth, its slumbering
and as I stride, long-legged and though it’s an illusion
in this luminous moment, I am safe, warm, and free.
I loved the spaciousness of this poem. So interesting that the images of a great beast at one with moentary light and peace. It worked for me.