03262011

I love high places.

Rooftops/mountain summits

Here, everything is small.

We can see the crazy big world below.

Or we can repose and observe the other

world above.

The clouds much closer.

The stars more brighter.

I'am hoping that we can
lie down

the next time,
to gaze upon the red setting sun,
to have a glimpse of Jupiter.

 Until Castor and Pollux
drifts to the west.