I walk alone on empty streets,
Surreal stillness all around.
To silence everything is bound
And peaceful steps my shadow meets.
Their sound echoes through new-born thoughts
Creating rhythm in my mind.
And in that music, I unwind
And so the moment stays and goes…
Tall, warming streetlights show my path,
So still, so present—city stars.
And, in their light, I see my scars,
Yet I forget the pain, the wrath.
On empty streets I walk alone,
Loving the silence and myself.
Ethereal peace I’ve never felt
Spreads through my being: I’m reborn.
– Patricia