Streaks of pink and blue fill the sky
creating a sense of peace and safety in this rough terrain
love seems to be pouring from the streets
Groups of people gather in community
Funny how a sunset can make you forget a harsh reality
I'm often jealous of their community
their front porches and sidewalks
and mostly the simplicity of the origin of their happiness.
They seem to be content
Something I feel I'm often running after.
I chase after something that is so easily found
It all depends on if you allow yourself to find it
You have to embrace it and broaden your mind
which we fall so short in doing.
I try to capture the beauty of the city in a photo
but I realize it's more of an emotion
and it does it no justice
no photo can capture the feeling you get when you are
welcomed home by a group of kids
eager to give you hugs and say hello
Nothing can capture this magical night as the kids
send their fireworks high into the sky
as they wrestle and roll around in the dew covered grass
and then give you a big wet hug
Every day I fall more in love with this place
the streets, the small intersections
the invisible stop signs
the snow cone vendors
the repetitive ice cream truck song
The yelling, the honking
the kids playing
watching strangers talk to each other
the faces peering over the side of their top story window
the churches on every block.
There is so much still to learn
so much still to experience
I will never fully understand what it means to live here
what it means to be one of them
But I can cross the barrier and turn"them" into friends.
How willing am I to turn myself from a spectator
into a participant?
Fun Friday field trip to Elizabeth Park with my group
