Sun was so bright today

That it trickled down through the New York City street grates

Illuminating the graffiti underground

Between 96^th and 72^nd

And for a moment I was reminded

Of another world,

A hidden world of imagination

Almost always hidden from sight.

But someone got down there and left their mark.

Someone got down there in the dark

And left their light behind

To be seen if only for a moment

And remember that the briefest spark

Can transform everything.

–ZG

6/18/14