Reflections

The glass and steel of modern city towers
reflect their sunlit faces in the quad,
their walls, so brilliant in the morning hours,
relent as evening fills this vast facade.

The native dwellers seldom heed the beauty;
it disappears in busy urban life.
Though hope is found, in workaholic duty,
they can escape the turbulence and strife.

A tower's bright reflection is enticing,
reminding of what humans can achieve;
the sky appears to savor in its slicing
by mirrored columns made to interweave.

Commuters in their cars and walking shoes
look up, content to see these wondrous views.

Published in "The Dilettante's Garden" and"Eloquence"
by Jack Huber- All rights reserved

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