It was a strange place to go to find some quiet but graveyards always drew me. Nearly all the time, they were empty of people and blocked out the everyday noises.
I wandered around to the sounds of birds, wind in the trees and my footsteps. I looked at the headstones, thought about those long gone lives and what they might make of the world today.
There was a peace here that was nowhere else and a deeper connection to life that only comes when you reflect. It was my place for those moments.
(Inspired from; https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/03/17/sunday-writing-prompt-peace-of-mind/ with thanks).
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I am drawn to graveyards for much the same reasons. And when I have worries it helps to set it into perspective: for the people here, when alive, had worries and concerns much like my own, yet they all came to this same place, and so shall I. So why fuss and fret.
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It’s a mixture of things for me that makes me wanted to visit graveyards. I do agree with you though.
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