searching...
under high ways
surrounded by sound stages
of reverberation,
and, reaching the guarded fence:
the shadows of trees,
like rays outstretched
beyond human made confines,
restored the lost scale
reminding us of the roots
beneath our feet...
A tower of glass
above our dreams
descending
into paranoid anxiety
the soft kiss by the water
and everything was still once more...
Cape Town Jazz Festival 2013
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