Secret sprites

I am in awe and fear of this world.. It is a beautiful wonder to behold..I sit here sitting on a perch overlooking the city, looking into its vast intellect.. Sitting amongst literary giants... As the storm clouds roll by, with only glimpses of blue poking its head out like a sprite hiding in the leaves. World of metal, cement and flesh. Luring the souls in by it flow of energy. Thinking on how my life would have played out in simpler times either past or future. Hoping I have made the right choices. Trying not to regret ANY part of any decision. Hoping the wreckage I leave behind will only be discovered by those sprites. The ones I whispered all those secrets too.