Tonight
Whimsical and bight, the moon shines on top of the city softening everything with its light hiding dirt and grime in the streets that not so long ago might have witnessed crime but now seem suspended in surreal twilight and the trees... proudly show their naked branches basking in the silvery glow that covers their shame for the lack of snow of a winter that so far has been lazy and slow. I walk along the shore of a sea that seems to dance, its waves, carried by a tide passionate and high born... Sign in to see full entry.