In the heart of Paris

 

On empty days as these

I listen to the songs of Amelie

And win over the tricks of time

For I teleport myself

Back to the streets of Paris

Where I find

A lonely wayfarer

Searching for the muses hid

In the city of love

Searching for the Artists

Of life, on canvas old

Traipsing by the Seine

Seeking enlightenment

In the city of life

To often be disappointed

Despite the cobbled streets

Leading to Montmarte

Notre Dame, Luxembourg

Despite the books of Shakespeare

And the fountains of Hausmann

Disappointed

Only to find a bigger truth

In the chisels of Rodin

And the brushstrokes of Orly -

Himself

Wandering, wondering

Seeking, Seeing

Losing, Loving

All in the streets of Paris

Until the city itself

Became an emotion –

Lost with life, lights and love

Often disappearing

In the darkness of night

But coming back in a thousand sparks

Wrapped in the twinkle

Of a tower tall

Somewhere,

In the heart of Paris…

 

10^th May 2025