Here, and in everyday walks
we meet to discuss the weather
snow and sun
a contrast on given days
as we share art and words.
Listening between raindrops and music
traffic snarled at street lights
nothing slips past the ever hearing
nothing brings as much peace.
Here, and in dreams thoughts are formed
waking to find them waiting to be
scribbled down with heart in tow
we shall be read and read once more
like beauty of a flower is taken in.