Today

A captivating embrace,

Sheltered from the placid sun–

Flush, deep and rich with whispers.

Channeled narrowly through columns,

Spoken openly in greens–

Abiding, soaked in history,

Colonized and conquered,

In constant motion, yet, unchanged.

Hands, dance in the wind,

Itchy fingers reach out–

Canopy of possibilities,

Stretched out along the path home.

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