Children arguing aloud, celebrate
their momentary freedom from parents,
playtime sounds in the park
grow quick like huge  trees full of foliage;
in the middle of that dense green darkness
of every kind of sounds,
on a dilapidated bench, alone she sits
--a symbol, not  yet deciphered.
Her head is  thrown back,
profuse hair, hanging dark curtain,
behind which the sun sets.
From an open window across the busy road,
he watches everything in silence;
a solid rock in flood waters
that eschewed all thoughts.