Hours of the night spent contemplating
Voices that spoke without being heard
Fog that covered the night, yet the heart that saw thru its sight

The corner of 15th & Lovejoy was an ordinary intersection
Yet the intersection of yearnings and realities met in joy
The cold had come into stay, but the warmth had transported me away.

How long has it been since  I heard that comfort of your voice ?
Maybe it wasn't a choice but the arrival of a new dawn, from an old sunset
Did I forget you would comeback, or did I not anticipate your flashback ?

You are the companion, I thought I lost along the track
Only to realize that within the walls of my mind, I forgot the way back.
When I least expected you, you were guiding my path.

This intersection is a blessing I wish upon you all
While its physical description hardly deserves mentioning, it is an epiphany that takes you straight in to the crossroads of life's choices.

The heart can speak, but without the audience, Can it ever be heard ?
The noise rises, yet for the ears of the listener, the heart overshadows it all.
All at the Intersection of 15th of Lovejoy on a cold, cold fog envoloping night.

The waters of the ocean are clear and the compass has come back to life showing me a direction. May your days give you at least one night at the corner of 15th & Lovejoy, when choices will speak their minds...on 15th & Lovejoy.