This city

shrouded in clouds

flanked by roof-top forests

overgrown with fatina and the like.

Silver slips of harbor

beckon you to come

for dreamers there lies hope

for lovers despair…

oh, beware there.

In every forgotten footstep

together we swell with possibility

a chance for life

a sweet reality.

Pay attention.

Mere mortality makes no difference

to what lies beyond our sight.

Destiny calls in each toe-to-heel-step

that your spirit decides

to make…

to penetrate

to overtake

the fears that reside

the earth

the clouds

the forests

that can hide

your hopes

your love

your dreams.

Each movement solidifies

the direction of the tide….

Pay attention.

 
© Sandy Hibbard