A Simple Stroll

Despite streets devoid of cars
and politicians and clerks
on Sunday holiday, the day hums
with calm breezes, cathedral doors
stand open as I walk in solitude
down sidewalks wide enough to make me feel
insignificant yet alive.

Momentary encounters blossom
new thoughts,from sadness
spring smiles, large edifices
pierce the marine blue sky,
homeless men recite Collins poetry
about where they live as they drink
waiting for a better day,
the day I am having,
as the leaves fall
and sycamores sway.


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