Beads of dew glisten
As water pools
And streets breathe
Solid steps on the sidewalk
Soundless wavering
Incomplete echoes
Of concave walls
Rays peering through
Illuminating the plumes of smoke
Escaping breath fully
From shivering lips
Gently they cross
Finding solace between
The freezing spaces
In the atmosphere
Rising and falling as one
Pursuing a golden glory
Grasping without relent