Ritin Challenge by Rita ~ I Took A Walk ~

 

I heard the words from Chris de Burgh's Song

'Where Peaceful Waters Flow'

 So I took my own walk that day to answer some questions which had nagged me for two years now.

To gather my own thoughts and contemplate what it was that had piqued my attention, the last time I had taken the small winding path along the canal towards the tiny church, and then on  towards the small cemetery, where my last visit those two years before, had left me bewildered and upset for no apparent reason. This being very difficult to explain to anyone at the time, so I didn't mentioned it to others. Trying now I wanted to figure out what I felt at the time. Or even if there was an explanation for this over whelming sadness which crept all over my being for no apparent reason.  

As this song reverberated through my mind, I wound my way past the pastures of wild grasses and contented cows who fed so well on this lush feed at this time of the year. Then nearing the small cemetery and church I noticed a canopy of large trees, some of their trunks covered in wild ivy.

This place had not changed over these two years. The park bench seat was still here as I remembered it. I noticed the old headstones too and curious this time to read them. But it was the small grassed section nearer to the church that had generated inside of me, that feeling of stillness and utter sadness, and this time, I wanted to know why?

Vividly I remember scurrying through this grassed area in a big hurry to get to a service being held at the Church. I also recall a man and a woman standing to the side on the grass verge and I felt an enormous sadness for them without understanding why, because there was nothing visible for me to notice other than these two people standing side by side looking down at the grass.

Once I moved off the grassed area and back onto the narrow path the feeling of sadness lifted from inside of me, however curiosity had then set in and I promised myself that one day I would return to investigate what it was that small patch of grass concealed.

I slipped off the path once again and this time things were a little different. I quickly noticed very small engravings in angel shaped stones. I moved closer to read what was written and then it dawned on me. I had slipped off the path onto this special area which held the names of still born babies. The couple from whom I had picked up such sad vibes had obviously lost their precious babe in a still birth.

I knew now why this area over whelmed me with such grief and sadness for I, unaware at the time had passed through this small section of the cemetery held especially for those babies who never drew breath but remained still.

Why I would pick up these vibes so strongly in this small section of the church yard as I scurried along with other thoughts in my head, I do not know. But what I do know is, these special angels, these tiny babes are in Peaceful waters now and surrounded by Love!

Milli 09.

 

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