When dawn unfolds on a town's older region Sunrise crawls across cobblestone streets Autumn break speaks its opening greets I say an urban dream world comes into vision
I walk these archaic avenues alone Following the lead of my oversized shadow Astringent cold awakens my face and neck While a glinting sun slowly pats my back
Past gothic fencing and cream-colored brick Concrete bridges veined with vines Damp shades of wood stare from the park A fountain shines at the heart of the square
The muffled click of claws against curb From blackbirds prodding the lower scenery Shares the air with benevolent fumes Of bakery bread and chimney smoke
Porch lights fading in soft succession The radius of light extends its exuberance Reflections expanding in dark shop windows The first opened door soon taints the silence
In time the usual routines exude An old piece of map slowly stirs to life Another new chapter from torn, yellowed pages Is resurrected into a tangible shape & stripe