Which World?

- Perhaps perhaps I am too small to be able to change this world. – Pondering, it trembles, the leaf of a little plant, grown green in the crack between two bricks on the thick wall. The dew slides over the leaf’s trembling body, kisses, kisses the eyelids of the leaf; shining and clear, like a ray of the sun. The world of the wall invisible in the world of radiance ...