I turn and my eye is caught.
A corridor of skyscrapers.
Roadways teaming with vehicles.
Human after human walking,
strutting,
shuffling,
moving by.
And the sunset.
Gently caressing the peaks,
Of the buildings.
Filling the spaces with a purple hue.
Casting a golden shimmer.
A shimmer that lights up the faces,
Of each being we pass.