To see the world in a grain of sand,
and to see heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hands,
and eternity in an hour.
Saturday, March 05, 2011I'm standing on a sidewalk, A plethora of people before me. Always walking, so seemingly with aim. The cool wind kisses my cheek, As I stare up into the heart of a megacity. I find myself in Tokyo again.wesley@ 9:25 AM