As it has grown, bigger in mass than the largest oak, wrapping itself round these buildings to stretch out in the sun, this vine has seen the entire sum of human emotion. Love, laughter, petty squabbles, washing, eating, dancing have all soaked into it, grown with it, withered on it and passed it by. If it could speak but a few words it could tell a tale wiser than the wisest man, more poignant than the sappiest novel, more in touch than the most alive primate.
Added @ 02:20 PM to Diary category on August 29, 2000