City lights merely a blink from my window

Fields become geometric puzzles;

calculated precision.

 

Flashes of car headlights weaving through their hectic lives,

but I am a separate entity

standing witness to everything diminishing,

finally at peace.

 

Loud melodies have ultimate authority;

I can hear nothing else.

I can think about nothing else.

I am present.

 

This happiness is not justified:

it is an unexplainable bliss.