Dusk on Main Street Somewhere

The light slips low,  

and somewhere, a town unnamed, 

cobblestones shimmer like thoughts not yet spoken.  

A turquoise car dreams in place,  

lamps hum lullabies to the shadows.  

At the street’s end,  

a church floats between silence and sky.  

You haven’t seen this place.  

But maybe it’s where your dreams begin.

Where the ordinary turns quiet and holy.

Oil on a 16 x 20 x 1.5 inch linen canvas framed.