A white marble alcove, grand statues we found
A haven where stories and secrets abound
With dawn came the morning, a peaceful resound
A place where so many a lost soul surround
A barer of lessons both small and profound
A chance to let thoughts dance, and dually rebound
A morning of quiet in a city renowned
A sleepless dream’s answer, when no one’s around.
dreaming at dawn ~ p.e.