London

London

Mist of time shrouding future mountains
Hoping for a silver dawn,
Restless spirit, timeless frustration,
Dreaming perspective, lacking form.

Desires moving, shadows staying
Anchored in a veiled past.
Burning passion, human weakness,
In your heart their die is cast.

Shimmering temples, gothic abstracts,
Monoliths to a crowded mind.
Shuffling beggars, hurried meals,
Circling the cross of time.

Young hearts crushed by ageing rainbows.
Callous charity for all.
Cold wind blowing, never changing,
touching leaves that never fall.