"I’m grateful for being here, for being able to think, for being able to see, for being able to taste, for appreciating love – for knowing that it exists in a world so rife with vulgarity, with brutality and violence, and yet love exists. I’m grateful to know that it exists."
-Maya Angelou
This weekend I took another lovely stroll through the Forest Hills Cemetery. The sun was shinning brightly and the sky in places was a particular stunning shade of dusky blue. As I stood in front of a weeping willow I felt a bit emotional. I could hardly catch my breath as I felt such gratitude. I may not have a lot of worldly things, but I can appreciate things and that is something special I thought....not nearly as poetically said as Maya Angelou; however the sentiment is the same and I hope for each of you that your own week is filled with gratitude.
I try to not take photos of actual gravestones; however this one was so striking. From the sunlight peering through the strong tree to the equally strong form of the woman depicted in statue form, this evoked so many imagination theories as to whom this grave could be for. I purposefully did not look at the name so that I could imagine my own story.
I was on my way to take the photo below when I looked to my left and saw this. The color of the skies was so beautiful and the orange hue of the brush and dirt against created just about one of the most stop in tracks moments I have had in some time.
This was the photo I was on my way to take. I had found Khalil Gibran's (the sculptor and relative of the author) grave shortly before and nearby was this art installation. The face looks so much like one that I adore and the sun shinning on it and the trees peering through his eyes made me think of all the hope I feel when I see that face (my little Giuseppe...). So I leave you with this:
"Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love"
-Khalil Gibran (the author)
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