I've lost my peace. Can you help me find it?
Through these streets I walk bare, looking up and down, near and far. These ally ways seem bitter, shrug me further into my own warmth. Empty and lost, here I cannot. It's bright, too bright. I look up but there is nothing but glass and brick staring down upon my diminutive body. From the concrete, I step shortly to the dirt. In this dirt I feel myself losing sense of time. Hours, minutes, seconds, it just keeps passing me by. From the hills I peer down the gullies, from the water I look into the shadows deep in the cave looming, ready to emerge with such surprise.