The City's Lights

A thousand reflections at night glisten off the towering glassy skyscrapers
And I am once again enchanted by this twinkling city
By all the hope and potential that lies within
And even after the light has scattered this enamoring feeling lingers 

From a distance the thousand splitting reflections lie unseen
But the subtle light outlines the buildings against the black night
The solitude of a city of millions lies within
And in this silence is a solicitude that begins to emanate  

Strange what light against a blackened sky can bring
Even the faint glows even the striking beams
The palatable prospect in the encompassing darkness 
And the warm affection of lives in the dead of night 

I am left with these genuine reflections deep within my being
On an evening when hollowness should stand-out
In a night when harsh shadows should bear-down
And even when the soft dawning approaches these lights against the night enrapture me

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