Ode to Freiburg
Bicycles bumping on cobblestone
Rushing dreisam
The smell of warm, fresh bread baking
and inviting
The sound of milk frothing and sweet espresso dripping
into drinkable artwork in glass cups
on outdoor tables at cafe after cafe
Kido, Gaf Gaf, Cartola and Holzpferd
leading to the Augustiner Platz
and lining my favorite streets
in Freiburg
Chang’s with Natalie
Mensa meals with strangers
Eis with Lisa on the roof of Karstadt
Latte Macchiato’s with Navina
with Steffi and Christina
Smart students singing to Jesus like children on Thursday nights
Our team stuffing apartments with brunch
and the unique laughter
of empty spaces that became family
Walking hand in hand with the man I love
in the city I adore
where
life moves a little slower
there are small spaces
to squeeze through a farmer’s market on Saturday mornings
and time to race for the strassenbahn
and miss it
and moments to watch a city pass by on foot
while listening to the sound of German, everywhere.
Mensa meals with strangers
Eis with Lisa on the roof of Karstadt
Latte Macchiato’s with Navina
with Steffi and Christina
Smart students singing to Jesus like children on Thursday nights
Our team stuffing apartments with brunch
and the unique laughter
of empty spaces that became family
Walking hand in hand with the man I love
in the city I adore
where
life moves a little slower
there are small spaces
to squeeze through a farmer’s market on Saturday mornings
and time to race for the strassenbahn
and miss it
and moments to watch a city pass by on foot
while listening to the sound of German, everywhere.
