The Village

What if the Big City

looming ahead

is but a little village

with a butcher & a baker

& a candle-stick maker?

 

What if the maze of elevators

& subways

& bustling, crowded footpaths

are actually cobble-stoned streets

and side-walks with a few friendly faces?

 

What if all is not as it appears

& is not, by nature,

as scary & unmanageable

as the mind might see it?

 

What if I DECIDE it is but

the village?

 

Then..

Then I think I can walk toward it

with even a spring in my step!

Copyright, Johansenwords.com, 2011

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