Poem and story based on the featured image photo from, https://helenevaillant.com/2019/01/15/what-do-you-see-jan-15-2019/

I stood looking up at the red light. The darkness surrounded me I was alone. The noise around me disappeared into the resounding night. Standing on the balcony people might have thought me a happy person, maybe lucky for living somewhere so beautiful. For me it was just too much, the busy city surroundings, the majestic buildings and history.

The railway bridge over the road leading from one building to the next, with a train now passing over it. Maybe a film-makers dream but for me I want peace.

The planets soar around overhead creating a mystery, so much happening around and above. The moody clouds and the cool atmosphere. The red light from the fires burning reflecting on the nearby buildings.

I grew up here, high above the houses. I am the master of all I survey, it is a mystical place. Everything is ready for the lantern festival below and everyone except me is busily focusing on the celebrations.

I prefer to be alone, I would rather watch from above then be amongst the happy celebrations and righteous singing. Maybe one day I will join in but, for today, I will stay right here.

Poem – The lanterns shine

The Chinese lanterns shine,
Their redness is divine.
I stand on my balcony,
Overlooking the history.

The festivities are ready,
And people need to think steady.
The mystical community,
With the planets above in unity.

I look at the beauty,
Of all that is known to me.
My whole life has been based here,
For many a year upon year.

The darkness it shrouds me,
Creating a cloudy mystery.
I shiver looking over at the bridge,
Looking at the train, travelling over the ridge.

Are the families below me happy?
Or are they as alone as me?
Going about their business,
Wondering what is for tomorrow’s tea.

When all around me is busy,
Are others feeling as stressed.
Maybe just wanting to sit down,
Then maybe have a rest.

The smoke from the festivities,
And smells of all the food.
Am I alright to stay up here?
Or am I just being rude.

The lively thriving city,
But all I want is calm,
Wanting to stay here by myself.
And stay away from harm.

The fires in the lanterns,
The loud sounds and the noise.
The party continues on.
And the people below they rejoice.

The planets they soar above me,
The mystery is as visible as can be.
So here I am, master of all I survey,
You can often find me here, day after day.

For more see, We are all important