The City

From some place high and far away. Not too far away. A concrete habitat gilded with glass, steel and twinkling electric light. I like to watch the city from afar. Like a voyeuristic deity I eat it up greedily with my eyes. My minds' eye cannot grasp it all, the complexity, the multitudes of people. This is how I, above all else, humble myself. Because I am but one drop of water in a fathoms upon fathoms deep ocean. Like everyone else, I must go with the force of the tides now and forever more. We are all powerful when our droplets come together into a single massive wave. We erode, steadily but surely, the obstinate rocks on the shore. This is love. Perhaps someone can see me. A tiny silhouette of a man, holding a railing somewhere. I will wave hello just in case.