Here

Here

Is a vast mountain range

And colours of dying

And falling

And such steady steady rain

Here

Are silent waters

Kissing the shore

And ships waiting to carry

Such heavy loads

Here

Are a people whispering

So quietly

That they cannot be heard

Figures always on the move

Here

Is a still point

Where beauty breaks

Across tired faces

And weeps silently unseen

And here

Am I

Seeing the city

Seek its’ own

And so violently lose the stranger