Amstel de Wallen – Amsterdam

Amstel de Wallen

Along the canal, where waters flow,
A world of colors softly glow.
The cobbled street, the muted skies,
Hold whispers of lives passing by.

Crimson awnings catch the breeze,
While lamplights hum in twilight’s ease.
A clock stands still, as time gives way,
To golden moments that drift away.

Each glassy shard a memory cast,
A gleaming future, a fractured past.
Bicycles linger, unspoken stories,
Windows aglow with silent glories.

The water mirrors what eyes can’t see —
The dance of dusk, and eternity.
Amber streaks of fleeting light,
Gently ripple though the night.

Here, in glass, the city stands,
Shaped by the heart with steady hands.
A timeless world, where moments pass,
Forever held in shards of glass.

T. Broderick 

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