Observations at the park
I cannot understand why you can sit in a beautiful panoramic setting
And feel so not, beautiful
Un apart of it all
People fishing, walking starring into the water
As if it was a panacea
I too gaze wishfully
I look at an older man, who has been there as long as I.
Not doing much, just peering to the water
Passing time maybe? Mourning, escaping
Just thinking or trying not too?
Possible just as I
Enjoying here more than there
So peaceful unlike most moments
The wind feels like my own
There's a genuine comfort in this solitude
A feeling I wish I could take and splash upon other areas of my life
It's nice here in this moment
I am reminded, how it is to feel
I think people come here to catch their breath
A connection of sorts
Angie
