I was lost in a city

not unlike Bombay

with only instinct

and good shoes on my feet

while I saw the same

types of buildings with different people in it

and a thousand steps

reveal how we are all like in our own way

even if we laugh

or cause an ego killing insult

it is all the same world

and you still see a dawn

while you smell the lemon tree

Monday is still Monday

yet we went to the

same counter to get

a little furry friend to follow

with a tiny fuzzy toy

we are the same

as the light descends

the flower blooms

a realization arrives