Tags

, , , , , ,

By Phil Gennuso Arts

Walking on a misty evening
in the Bohemian quarter
of this fabled city,

Lights flicker and shine
in the distance,

Beneath my feet,
ancient cobblestones
echo with the resolute sound
of horses hoofs from long ago,

Part dream, part real, part shadow,

Faces occasionally appear
in lighted doorways,
and then evaporate quickly
as I turn to look,

I keep walking on,
I have no other choices,

I embrace the mystery as my own
for better or for worse,
and wonder where
I will finally end up,
and how everything will turn out.

**********************************************

**********************************************

Iconic ballad by Scottish artist Gerry Rafferty.