Like a festivity, like a Salim Hill...

Like a festivity,
Like a Salim Hill,
This evening
Carries a scene
Of a shed,
Overlooking the mist
Just descending
Onto the fading day light,

And a picture
Arrives, divine,
Like the pictures
Of transcendence,
Like pictures
Of Futurity...
Like pictures
Of birth of a discovery,
Amidst the fun filled city...

A festivity...
Of life,
A billboard
Of Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Declaring non material a poem.

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