Urban Poetry

After taking the day to walk, run, and eat my way around San Francisco, I paused in Union Square to lay on the steps, look up at the surrounding buildings, and take it all in. The following is what came out.

 

With every breath I feel my soul awaken,

Its senses becoming alive.

Every cell embodying life,

So completely, that each ounce of human expression 

Brings tears of joy to my eyes.

 

There are sign posts around every bend,

sign posts that mark a path of love.

The breeze blows through me like a breath of gratitude, 

From the ocean on the distant horizon.

The song of a saxophone tickles my ears,

enriching the air like the laughter of a child.

 

Everywhere there is movement and life

Set to the backdrop of the urban pulse,

A heartbeat, a constant, that eventually

Merges into one with the Universal pulse.

 

Energy pulsing through bodies and buildings,

Rooting down, reaching deep into the earth,

Rising up, reaching high for the sky.

 

Stillness with movement,

The perfect dance.

A blance we seek, one hard to find,

Yet it is already and always there,

Making everything perfect.

All I know,

is that this moment is.