Walking the dog...

Life is made up of many normal 

routine moments,

sometimes these moments

are touched by a sense of eternity.

A simple stone

in a very normal suburban park

reminded me today, during the 

daily dog walk,

of days gone by, and 

of people like me, but 

also unimaginably different 

from me,

who walked in the same park

over a 100 years ago.

My 

freedom,

education, 

and opportunities,

show the years 

that have passed since the 

park began.

Will there be people, 

100 years from now,

walking in this park?

 Will they wonder about us, 

and our strange 

ancient lives?

Jen