On High Too

...No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

W H Davies


This is the companion to the statue I blipped back in November.  She stands behind him, looking out in the same direction.
The colourful windows are on a hotel.