When
the weather
that had
locked me in
for months
gave way
to
sun and warmth
I shut the door
behind me
and
went for
a long walk
down
one city street
meeting up with
another
until I saw
the handwriting
on the wall
across the street
not
all at once
the first words
now
is your chance
then
as I kept walking
taking in
what I had seen
if
you can
leave the crowd
behind
finishing
as I
came to it
with
you are ready
and
though I
got the message
I was
afraid of being
presumptuous
having to ask
are you
talking to me
but
the message
having been delivered
no one bothered
to answer.
