Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Finding 'Paris'

Who doesn't want to go to Paris, right? But, what if...

Imagine if the towers that taunt us from overseas
Were really just the flowers and the wind-tossed summer trees
Imagine if The Louvre or the castles flanking streams
Became the satisfaction of bare feet splashing through dreams
And Time were a gondola, we its passengers abroad
And overcome with wonder at the scenes which Present lauds
Then we would be quite humbled; second-think our discontent
If we found our ‘Paris’ in the Now that Time has lent

© Janet Martin

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