Daybreak At Druid
The park is an oasis for sweating, resting and dreaming. Druid rewards early dreamers at lakeside. Clouds disguised as yellow puffs, grey rollers, whitecaps, and tsunamis greet the city and make room for sunrises with golden tails. On city streets, I don’t follow the clouds. In the park I do. They loom large, small, fast, slow, white, dark gray coverall, or bright blue umbrella.