As the new World Trade Center turns the morning rays of the sun from gold to silver, I blink my eyes with curiosity while glancing through a tainted bus window. There seems to be some sort of optical illusion taking place upon the shiny skyscraper; it appears as if there is a road to infinity stretching from the base of the building all the way to the top.
How can anyone forget the two beams of light that were lit on September 11th at the base of what we called “Ground Zero” for far too long?
Those lights will no longer be lit, but it seems somehow the spirit of the beams were captured by a crafty architect who made a tragic design flaw of not building the tallest building in the world when erecting the New World Trade Center.
Filling the tall building with tenants may prove to be harder than finding Bin Laden, but at least there is a structure where once there was nothing but light on September 11th.