The Hum of a City Waiting

So the day has passed
And now I sit
Contemplative
Resting in the comfort and stillness of the night air
Watching
As shadows move across the ceiling above
As the walls hold strong in their resolve to remain

I listen
To the gentle sound of the wind
And can hear as well
Passing cars
Laughter
And the hum of a city waiting

8 thoughts on “The Hum of a City Waiting

    1. They are such precious days… Where the light comes through and falls on the ceiling or on the bed just right, and the warmth just disperses through the room from that place, where you have the time to just lay for a moment and watch time slowly pass in the movement of the shadows throughout the room.

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