I was walking across a parking lot yesterday
when I happened to notice the buildings to my right.
The patterns of rectangular grids had always been there,
but yesterday the buildings seemed to stand shoulder to shoulder,
showing me how their bricks, mortar, cement and glass
had acted to make them alike, yet different.
All I had to do to get them to align themselves
was to shift myself a bit. Though rooted in place, they
stood quietly, as if they wanted their differing eras
and functions to be recorded at that moment.
But why was it I hadn't noticed them before?
I'm anthropomorphizing, of course, but I did
silently thank them before moving on.