The harbingers of cityness-
the retired but not tired people,
often, just like the cities they live in,
were born on farmers’ lands.
They usually go for morning and evening walks.
The bright yellowness of mornings,
when mixed with a little grey of experience,
becomes the exact colour of evenings.
A circle is a well-known shape of time and cosmos.
While the city takes its toddler steps,
stumbles, falls, steps out of innocence,
a woman, the colour of a colour between gold and silver,
stands in the backdrop of a bright yellow wall,
on an equally bright yellow morning,
regains her childhood in a coy smile.