The City I Dream

In my dreams I walk through a city
I do not know which, but it is ancient.
All around are the great works of its people
Though they appear unweathered
Their craftsmen are nowhere to be found.
The beauty fills my heart with sadness
And my mind with fear.
Over everything lies a deep expectancy
As if I am waiting for the coming
Of some great force, good or evil
I do not know.
The carven walls tower above
Cover me in shadow as I walk
And though I wander a thousand years
I would yet remain alone.

Original Photo : Watching the City – Instagram @mitchel_ring

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