Every day I walk the same steps,
But some days I get in the way,
Crossing paths with strangers as I
Head for the city via the world
Of fairytale buildings.

There are few familiar faces:
Most people I pass I have never
Seen before and never will again.
I find myself wondering where
They are the rest of the time.

I wonder if they ever look up
In wonderment at the beauty
Given form in stone and brick?
Most probably they just watch
The ground pass beneath their feet,
Looking to their destinations in
Blissful ignorance of their journeys.

I, though, am too aware of
The everyday wonders I pass
Simply to ignore them.
There are many streets
Along which I will never walk,
So I try to see every one
That I pass rather than
Consigning them to the background.

11/07/2006

Posted on 11/24/2006
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