Crisscross :an excerpt from Crisscross

What's I saw,and what's I met?

What's I expected,and what's I got?

What's I doubted,and what's I believed?...　

　
Stop or walk,go or stay.

I don't know how many people had passed

and how many things had happened on the small area,

which I stand on now.

Maybe there's a moment,

just at that moment I pick up a stone at random and find history and future from the stone.

However I don't know who was last one touched it,and who'll be next?
Crisscross is the eternal trick of vicissitudes of the world.