Suspended over the skyline,
Afloat a bed of winking lights,
Unwavering breathed a cradle,
Exhaling tales and talismans, avarice and might.
Trapped in this veil of reflection,
The cradle crooned its lullaby.
In blinks and honks and midnight stirs,
City’s humdrum soared to the sky.
Pierced by a solitary star,
Both worlds melt into the kiln,
Molten stories incandescent,
Dissolving the glass that stood in between-
Dissolving the glass that created their meeting.