Saturday, February 18, 2012

Poem: Leaving Chicago

Leaving Chicago

Where you live, there are few lights,
and night clouds are lost in the darkness.
Life grows quiet after dusk,
but you will take this with you,

the ceaseless activity, the lights and night clouds,
the activity, people, the energy
that empowers and wears down

Your bag is packed, and you take home
no postcards, no logo laden gifts,

but the joy that there are such places
and millions who thrive there, and a greater joy
that you can visit, return, and visit yet again,

the tides of energy filling you,
then spreading through the night air
like stars in the Milky way,

always flaming,
yet far enough away that
you do not burn.


The picture is of the Chicago skyline, taken about 10 at night. You can click on it for a larger version.


1 comment:

Shadow said...

most excellent way of viewing a city... a place to love, to enjoy, to experience, but to still have your quiet spot, away from that, to live...