The Open Road

I’ll See you in an Experience

Tonight I embark on another foot driven journey,
Through buildings and parks to absorb the night’s delights.
Enlightened by inhalation I look over the setting.

Tonight I watch a man play with fire; watch him swing orbs of flames in a circular motion,
Though my mind cannot help but speak of the dangers and scream at the rules I should know.
I cannot help but be still.
As I, like my fellow onlookers watch with admiration at the beauty before us,
Whilst they snap memories of the occasion.

I can only feel warm from the sight and the intriguing motions.
Tonight it was not the call of the songbird that caught my attention,
Nor the smile on a child’s face as they beheld the image of love in the work worn eyes of parents.
Nor were it the smell of the evening’s crisp cool air announcing the coming of another harsh winter.
Instead it was danger and the excitement of watching my man with flames,
Watch him gliding golden spheres through the gripping air,
Whilst the parents took their children home and the birds called yet another sweet song.