Noises of the city

After Psalm 122

It is the silence I hear first,

but soon the noises overcome,

the bleating and lowing

of the animals.

Drawing closer, it is the sounds

I hear next, the sounds

of laughter and argument and 

rejoicing and singing and

prayer, the words spilling

from reservoirs and fountains.

It is the clicking of my feet

in shoes I hear next, the sounds

of hard leather 

clicking in the cobbles,

adding to the music.

Photograph by Hanny Naibaho via Unsplash. Used with permission.