Far Below

Far Below

Far below the steaming grates that grace the city streets,

Lies a world of hope and mystery dark, where many secrets keep.

The sentinel shadow seemed to come alive, as she reached the tunnel door.

As if on cue the world noticed them, the wind then whispered more.





A step toward the dimly shaded circle that separates the worlds,

She left a crunching in the grass where autumn leaves were curled.

Another step on concrete silent, the sentinel paused the path to scan,

The tunnels held their breath with him it seemed, as he reached a welcome hand.



Through shadows grey they entered the world hidden from the city’s eye.

And although this was a normal night, it felt as if she were a spy.

Great care was made, that no one else saw her enter in the night,

As oft aware as they all were, to avoid the evening light.



She often came, was true, and they all knew she was one of them,

And most of all there was one for her, she came to be with him.

And although the trek is long and quiet, to get to the tunnels she came,

And all her fears and worries of Above are gone when he speaks her name.



In shadows deep and dark they walk, where none can stop their pace,

She gazes up at stars above that rarely see his face.

And in the stillness both inside and out of the tunnels they both call home,

The cherished love they hold so dear, they are proud to call their own.