Crumbling apart over time
Burning away the past
Florissant Experience
As I
walk and realize I am upon hallowed grounds of majestic trees, I realize that I
am just a spec in time. The fossilized trees that are and that were existed in
a time and place that is very different from what it is today. The grounds give
a sense of not only history, but of significance.
Trying to imagine the creatures
that inhabited this land and used the trees as shelter from the elements and
even from predators gives a sense of going back in time. Seeing this land
through their eyes and realizing their significance to the present I wander and
wonder on what it felt like then to be in their form and to walk the earth as
they did. I wonder what it would be like to swim under the lake that once
existed. I wonder about chasing prey and devouring it or to be chased by a
predator and to feel the fear of possibly being eaten. I wonder what it would
be like to be a magnificent redwood tree and to have an enormous root system
and to have a tall trunk and many limbs and branches. I try to put myself in
these beings because I don’t know how else to describe my experience except for
in the here and now.
My imagination is able to remove
the buildings, the manmade paths, the people, and even their voices to be able
to place myself in a time of life and abundance and color. I can see, hear, and
feel the volcano erupting and watch the ash come down upon where I stand. I
wonder about what it would be like if all that were here now and how that would
change not only my perception, but the world’s perception of this place.
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