Solar Rays Shimmer Back Into the Shadows of Height

A wading moon creeps for its turn. The heavy clouds change color as time turns. The sun recedes into an ocean of shadows. These are just some images I see when walking through the cracks and crevices of downtown Toronto.

Toronto is the location where my character has grown. It shaped my thoughts, influenced my speech and built my temperament. The inconsistency of the moving waves of inhabitants can change daily occurrences in an instant. Though there are times when no words can be said of this roaring city, I can say that I will never regret emerging from this brilliant metropolis.

The chatter of diverse languages and dialects creates a symphony of instruments seeking equality. This melting pot can help one's mind grow but with a slow pace. The populace is colored by variety; this can make a jamboree at a cottage up north seem like the United Nations had a momentous occasion, but with a keg of wonderful not so nourishing beer.

Memories furtively enter my thoughts with each blink. Habituating to the society can cause a consistent carefree contemplation, disregarding human creation. I unknowingly look ahead yet I have an understanding of my surroundings. As the sky grows dim, the stars of metal begin to shine. This is a sight not for the countryside loving folk. The raging comet of contrasting lights overweighs Mother Nature’s beckon of its illuminating supernovas.

Although Toronto does not have all the essentials for my yearning needs, I still have to greatly appreciate its attractive ambience. I still take Toronto for granted, but this I do regret. However, these feelings occur seldomly. I may not live in this city forever, but I will embrace each moment of Toronto life.

Saiko! This is my simplistic definition of Toronto.