Brisbane Candid Series #1442 Brisbane CBD

 

Along the arcade, the crowds flow by,
Beneath the signs and morning light;
Each hurried face beneath the sky,
A fleeting figure in the bright.

The pavement holds a thousand feet,
Yet none can linger, none can stay;
The city breathes through every street,
And carries all its souls away.

So let them pass, as shadows do,
While sunlight fades from stone to stone;
For every crowd is passing through,
And every heart walks on alone.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

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