Riverwalk

The great San Antonio River,
Outlined by uneven cobblestone.
Heavy bridges loll sleepily over ancient waters;
Contented chatters and loud restaurant shouts echo;
making awkward silences less uneasy.
Familiar cultured eateries filled
With unfamiliar faces,
Illuminated by candle flames,
All enjoying the gentle lure of splish-splashing waters.
Feel the squat river, below the city traffic,
Dwarfed by skyscrapers stretching to the heavens;
Like a child reassured by their parents’ towering shadows.
Then, further skyscrapers fade to memories,
Replaced by fantastical moss-covered paths that muffle the world.
A lilac scent arcs over staircases to La Villita;
A tiny village whispering of forgotten histories.
Shops of handmade goods attract the hotel dwellers,
Who inhale graceful river breeze.