Monday, 16 September 2013

Berlin. A new dawn.



Echoes of voices in the high towers,
Shadows of spring trees in the park,
The libraried memories of a century narrowly escaped.

And everything Victor Hugo wanted made real now.

Berlin a new quiet place of children and flowers,
A place to talk about healing and new kinds of building
Europe a scarred and beautiful lighthouse of peace
Where our children can share each others cities and make new universities on the streets.