10 July 2007, ~11 PM
Champs Elysees, Paris
Champs Elysees, the road which runs between Arc de Triomphe and Place de la Concorde, is lined, one end to the other, non-stop and on either side, with sycamore trees. They've been there, some of them, since long before I first saw the city in 1983.
She's been here all along.
When that little girl on the tire swing
first drew breath, Sycamore was
guarding Elysium, and the way to victory.