A gentle moment.

When

Morning rush hour

Where

On the Tube

What I noticed

People scrambling for space. I was in the thick of it all, holding on to the yellow pole. I then looked at the pole, the hands gripping the same pole above and below my hands. They were all of different skin tones.

How it made me feel

I was present to our oneness. And London to is such a beautiful, multi-cultural city.