The city has to work to survive. It's a constant effort to keep itself moving, keep people happy and organized and flowing in the right direction. It's streets and buildings need constant attention to keep up appearances. The park, in contrast, seems to be effortlessly beautiful and at peace, as opposed to the organized chaos of the surrounding streets. It is a testament to the natural state of being. Granted, there are portions of the park that are more visually appealing because they're looked after, but even without interference from man, the trees and grass would grow, the flowers would bloom after sweet visits
from the rain, and the ducks would continue to
play in the ponds.
I came to the far end of the park, and saw a striking statue (pictures to the left). The piece was a jarring contrast to it's resting place, and I could immediately feel darkness, sadness, and helplessness, all radiating out of it. Misery and unavoidable death were the first messages I took, and despite the fact I could see it trying to convey helpful humanity and appreciation, those attempts at a positive spin were overwhelmed by the dark reality of the situation. The title of the piece- "Famine".
Really, the artist did a fantastic job of molding his materials into an emotional symbol. The way the figures held themselves, the weight of the world crippling their frail frames, the desperate reach to the heavens for salvation, the touch in thanks as a kind sip of nutrition is shared... I blinked away tears as the scene played out in front of me. This was a very real situation for so many people, and I was thankful for the charmed life i live.
On the other side of the bridge newlyweds were taking wedding pictures. The bride was in a simple but beautiful white gown, her bridesmaids in a bouquet of different, vibrant colors. I looked at the bride and groom as they strolled around, hand in hand, led to and fro by the photographer, and
I wondered if they would be happy in their decision ten, twenty, fifty years later. Did they have a concept of what they were committing to? How could you really unless you'd done it before? I realised my view was sarcastic, but wondered how many of the family and friends that watched as they went along shared my mindset.
I finished up my circuit, gulped in a couple last breaths of the fragrant air, and promised the park i would be back to visit often. My apartment would only be a 15 minute walk away at most, and this would definitely be one of my regular hiding places. I'd found a gem to be sure.
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