there exists a place
where the streets are narrow
cobbled and lined with trees
gluttonous potted plants
petals, leaves, and berries
over-flow and cascade
to the stones below

there exists a place
where cars have been banished
to the nether regions
of the upper crust
pedestrians hold sway
passing bikes pay homage
with a ring-a-ting-ting
but keep safely to the left

there is no
rush hour mournings

          

there exists a place
where fruit trees are abundant
nourishment and nurture is free
homes are well-kept
and there is one for everyone

this place where laws are passé
all-the-rage done away with
buried and entombed

a place where
the only rule submitted to
is the graceful sovereignty
of compassion, kindness, and care

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