Out In Space

I can see the open air market

In 16th century 

Batavia

Now called Kota

In Jakarta, Indonesia.

The Jewel Of Asia.

I can smell the herbs and spices

And fresh fish.

I can see the 

Trading ships

Waiting in the harbor

Soft waves lapping 

At teak wood..

I can also 

See in minute detail

Through the thin veil of clouds

The faces carved into

Mount Rushmore.

Like a grey-washed

Black & white photo.

Every flaw.

Every perfection.

I witness from here

Up in space

The cherry blossoms

Moving around in tides

Like the Pacific Ocean

In 1/4 speed

In the city parks 

Of Kyoto, Japan.

The residents

Jaded

Taking for granted

The huge wave of pink

Cresting in the wind.

And then I woke up.

That was the end of my dream.