The Last Day of The World Trade Towers: 9.11 NYC

Slim, sleek, silver towers, very 21st Century

Those beacons of world interaction

Gone in twenty minutes

Diminishing our numbers

Diminishing our hope

Diminishing

Later, coming home, at the curve in the road

Under a heavy canopy of late summer green

A slash of bright coral maple leaves

Emerges in a flash

Sudden

Unexpected

I catch my breath...In a burst of grateful joy...For the safety in my life this day...

This thought against a background

sky of brilliant blue and

Two towers, two planes

Smoke

Debris

A landscape changed forever.

-S.G. Tyler