Skyscrapers scarfed in dawn's mist,
their torsos shrouded by nature's wisps
a reminder that man made this,
that wind and the water could show it
its end.
Metropolis unharmed,
lit windows like the glints of a thousand eyes.
Unknowing and blissful.
The fog unfolds like an opened hand,
palms upwards, swaying in the boulevard.
Happ'ly I stand, upon the mountain's edge
and admire the regal coexistence
of man and its maker.
Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 10:42 AM UTC
Skyscrapers scarfed in dawn's mist,
their torsos shrouded by nature's wisps
a reminder that man made this,
that wind and the water could show it
its end.
Metropolis unharmed,
lit windows like the glints of a thousand eyes.
Unknowing and blissful.
The fog unfolds like an opened hand,
palms upwards, swaying in the boulevard.
Happ'ly I stand, upon the mountain's edge
and admire the regal coexistence
of man and its maker.
