Inner Peace

we had a nice stroll to the pasar malam recently. New sights and sounds.
A young boy sitting at the head of a little train that goes in circles.
A figure of a glistening hippo rotating as the carriages with red leather seats go. He is trying to tell me something. I must strain my eyes to see. I must strain my heart to understand. Such peace in the stillness.

John Brown is filling his last cavity.-- Dentist's Tombstone