Through Three Frames – A Pause.

A hand to the hood,

as if to shut out the world, just for a breath.

Rain still glistens underfoot,

while color rebels against the day’s grey weight.

 

The city behind?

Still there.

But for the length of a heartbeat –

only surface, outline, opening.

 

Cologne.

A city of tunnels, thresholds,

and a thousand quiet escapes.

Done