i felt my heart take off lightly like a butterfly

and i thought, yes, this is it, something has survived in me

something that does not need to run anymore, because

it is worth more than all the money in the world and

its currency, its true home, is the living. And not just the living

in this particular country or in that particular country, but

the secret, irresistible heart of the living. i smiled back and

i knew that the hopes of this whole human world

could fit inside one soul. This is called,

globalization