She Contemplates the World

She Contemplates the World

Up high
Above the cityscape,
Her window
Sets its view,

Letting both
The hustle in,
At night
A different hue.

By day
The smoke
And traffic
Glare,

And hurry
Pace
Yet go
Nowhere,

And every
Soul
Is set
About

To see
Today
If they
Might rout

Stout
Relentless
Corridors
Of energies

So bent
On making
Selfish
Synergies.

And yet
By night
With starry form
And late moonlight

Her showcase
Window
Speaks
Its truth

While sharing there
Her selfless tray,
Ovations
Of her naked youth.