Tiny Hope

I looked up and stared out. I could see trhough the windown how the rain fall over hundred of people, who walked fastly, withouth looked further their navels. Creating a row of little grey ants who walked as robots, they didn't lift their heads, they didn't look around them, surrounded by infinite walls of titanic building, as they were in jail. I couldn't avoid a face of disgusting.

I looked away and watched inside the restaurant where I was, at the spot of the table there was a small fine crystal vase, which guarded a beatiful fragile green flower, of a color so intense that glowed in the dark. I smiled.