Everything was possible in Time Square
beyond any imagination.
Every time he went to this place
it was a mission in Time.
And the first part of a secret goal.
Like an intermediate
for the Bryant Park.
A mental bridge.
There he heard sounds and listened to the New York style.
And now he wanted to give a gift to this symbol.
His soprano saxophone was ready
from the beginning
near his preferred corner
discrete but not secret
He smiled, gave the kiss of life
and started to play
while he was walking
to spread his silence
in another way
with his human accent.