After 800 Years
After a month or two, the sun comes out on a bare but sunny park; dead grass reviving, optimism in the air.
Kids gather on old railway tracks:
A tram trundles through a quiet park; trees pull their souls back up from the cold earth:
The city, buried for months beside a frozen sea, emerges; just as this country now emerges from 800 years of subservience.[1 ]
But despite the still bitter wind from the north, the evening is beautiful.
I walk home along frozen stream and quietly singing grass.
(events April 2013)
Notes:
[1] Estonia was independent only from 1920-1940, and now from 1991. In one struggle in the 1600s, more than half the population died.
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9 Responses to “After 800 Years”
This is so beautiful… I would love to visit this place.
yes, and nice people, everything works, and really safe.
Really safe. I like that. Thanks so much for sharing…
“In one struggle, more than half the population died.” Yeesh. Sounds like the American Civil War, North against South. Such a bloody mess.
Yes, and civil wars have an extra nasty dimension: family members and friends finding themselves on different sides fo the struggle. In this conflict I suspect more than half the deaths were civilian starvation, a side-effect of long wars.
Dress warm. Take care, Michael 😀
Do not worry – I have many warm hats. 😉
I love how you describe the trees pulling up their souls from their winter hibernation. Always poetic.
Thanks. It was a place suitable for quiet reflection.