He had not stumbled in this place by accident, that much was sure

His freshly pressed military uniform and motionless pose suggested he was there for a reason.

he sat motionless and watched

around him the first autumn leaves were falling in the breeze

they collected at his feet (along with the rest of the city).

He watched the world pass without moving.

It was rush hour below him, not that it mattered

His motive was not to escape the city,

he was up here looking for something.

I tried to tell his age, but i simply couldn’t

definitely not old… but not young either…

regardless of his real age, his eyes held wisdom well beyond his years

his plain unmarked khakis held no clues to his age

or to where he had come from.

But whatever he was looking for

his motionless eyes suggested he had found it.