If you are down change your perspective.
Seeing it all from above will lift you up.
New vigor may pop up in your life
through an encounter with a half-forgotten tune/person from your past.
Every night and every morning
is the beginning of a new chapter.
It is up to you what you write in it.
Does this underpass look like a home?
It was for lots of refugees last summer.
We are all transients.
Is looking out a form of hiding?
Only if you let life pass you
and don’t let others look in.