By ET. This poem is part of the ‘Of Other Spaces‘ series.
Arches castle windows in the state of dreams,
A stone facade of fairytale reunions,
Perched in a valley of green,
The crowd of commuters shuffle to the stairs,
Lugging a suitcase and their desires,
Opening their hearts to venturing,
Exploration beyond all they’ve known,
Or perhaps seeking a refuge in
a home away from home.
lightens the air of sighs and anticipation,
Makes me wonder –
And then quiet- peace before a
a rush of reconciliation
of happy eyes and smile lines,
Of clinging and hugging and
chatting and laughing and
The bench a focus in the blur,
A solitary observation of folk and their tales,
For pondering on magic
in the ordinary.