Standing Still As The Breeze Moves The Sky
watching the light change
from red to black
focused on the petty pace
of meaningless
routine
thoughts dissolve
as they move
like radio signals
to the vast reaches
of the universe
and suddenly my worries
seem as nothing
against the majestic backdrop
the city in twilight
from a rooftop
(D James)
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