Light is the essence of New York.
Streetlights to govern cars and citizens
Lamplight that bring warmth to barred apartment windows
and lights within the eyes of the dreamers.
Some shine bright like medieval gold,
others have just enough power to brighten a small corner in a bedroom;
but each has a purpose.
A divine agenda that will guide drifting souls to the next destination.
I’m still looking for that light in my world, unsure if it’s in the city.
But I know the first spark is here.