I had those few hours in-between breakfast and time of departure,

so I took a walk. 

 Men rushed past me,

women anchor their hair against the elements.

I don’t know the city well,

especially this new version.

I was here to watch, look, and see,

Good Morning Chicago.

Visions are True 

On my own 

shadows followed me. 

Remember the day we 

were awestruck together?

Hands clasped, our breath measured.

I never tire of Rothko

for color is life.

Her always Chagall,

to be untethered from it all.