Tag Archives: city

The Temple

Posted on January 11, 2015 by William Wayne Smith

I have begun to see that yesterday is wholly gone. Each word that I spoke has faded. I walk through a pure white city. Its humble denizens are kind. My voice is inadequate. I want to transform this day into … Continue reading →

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Dry River Valley

Posted on July 19, 2014 by William Wayne Smith

This is the valley where a flood once raged. As the waters receded, its banks had been scoured. Powerful forces had destroyed the city. The town was rebuilt and restored. Everyone was glad for the river sports. The wise predicted … Continue reading →

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A White Tower

Posted on July 12, 2014 by William Wayne Smith

As I was dreaming, I saw a city of steel and glass atop an ancient mountain. In the city’s center, a white tower stood tall. Its lofty sides were topped with windowless gables. I cannot forget the place. Somehow, it … Continue reading →

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If I Were Walking

Posted on December 21, 2013 by William Wayne Smith

If I were walking through the city at night, I would feel a tension from the fear of harm. “The city isn’t safe at night,” they say. “You could be attacked by a thief.” Because of the fear, I do … Continue reading →

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