tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160634502009-02-20T17:56:39.564-08:00maya amichaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02057297078980260405noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16063450.post-1125495127481533592005-08-31T16:10:00.000-07:002005-08-31T06:32:07.486-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Paris is a thumbprint; each groove a city street from above. It's identity is best discovered lost in the maze.<br /><br />London is a circus of Wizards. So many colored balls chasing each other in the air then landing in row would be unbelievable if it were not the work of Wizards.<br /><br />Brighton is a pebble skipping across a placid ocean.<br /><br />Manchester is an ancient tree, it's great limbs embracing the city of life it hosts.<br /><br />Mainz is the poignant call of a gracefull Mourning Dove feeding it's hatchlings.<br /><br />Frankfurt is a scyscraper made of stacked bones. Oh! but Frankfurt has the Rhine! Sometimes the Rhine regrets having Frankfurt...<br /><br />Bacharach and St.Goar are a pair of playful children telling each other fairy tales that they themselves star in.<br /><br />Geneva is a cascading waterfall. You can't even tell it's manmade!<br /><br />Saas-Fee is (of course), an alpine peak glimmering like gold in the sun.<br /><br />Amsterdam is a land made of moss, so cool and absorbant.<br /><br />Berlin is a traumatized and grieving recovering junky.<br /><br />Istanbul is a majestic stone tower rising out of the sea. The gentle turquoise waves lapping at its base has the tantalizingly hushed sound of an oud.<br /><br />Jerusalem. Jerusalem is a sand dune. It is constantly changing with the forces of the wind, but it is always still a sand dune.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16063450-112549512748153359?l=writemaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maya amichaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02057297078980260405noreply@blogger.com3