he takes my hand

[BigDan]

Today I walked in the fields where the town once stood.
Not one building left, not even the surrounding woods.
I dug some holes, put some modern trash in my sack,
and an occasional 1800's artifact.

I was tired, a little disappointed at what I'd found.
My back a little sore, I sat down on the ground
and got to thinking of all the people we left behind
everyone of 'em, even their town, lost in time.

If I spent every minute of my life digging this earth
I could not bring it all back up from the dirt.
And I could read and study with an army of clerks
But there just isn't anything left to research.

And I felt very sad as I started to stand
felt like giving up, then he takes my hand
this little spirit walked with me to the car
and I thought he said....
"I like to visit here too, just like you,
but don't get so sad, you should know where we are."

It occurred to me on my way home
that sure, not every piece will be saved,
but I am celebrating where these people lived,
maybe a happier way, of placing flowers on a grave?

(God Bless you all up there! And thank you for letting me visit your homes, gardens, stores...and showing me some of your things.)

 

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[Woodland Detectors]

Very nice.

Thank you

 

[fossis]

Thanks for posting, I always reflect about the people who lived in these areas where only flowers in Spring, & stone foundations remain, they had hopes & dreams like all of us have.

Fossis...........

 

[naturegirl]

Yeah, there are so many places out in the country where only garden flowers still grow to let you know someone lived there. Had hopes, and dreams and disappointments. I wonder about them too. I'm glad to think about them, it rounds out my sense of life. It puts it into a perspective I can live with. Like, be sure to enjoy now, cause it'll be gone someday. Not in the apocalypitic sense, just the cycle and circle of life. I've planted lots of those hardy flowers that don't need me to care for them. It's perfectly concievable that this little old house we live in will be gone someday, and those flowers may be the only thing that says I was here. There is comfort in that. Decades from now someone will drive by and wonder who planted them, and somewhere I'll smile.....

nice post Bigdan

 

[peacock]

Very heart felt. Everyone who has walked the paths that we have walked. Love to you all .

 

[spartacus53]

Nice to see your sensitive side, now you made me run out to buy a box of tissues. I would have to agree with you, many times I am thinking the same way about the people that came before us. You find an old toy, you think about the kid that lost it and where he is today. Maybe it's human nature