Golden Gate Greenery
One of our residents, Sara Fleming, wrote this piece while observing the peaceful National AIDS Memorial Grove located in the beautiful, and very close, Golden Gate Park.
Walking through a world of neutrals and greens is an occurrence that is ultimately surreal. The Golden Gate Park is a wondrous place to dwell and lose track of time in all of the encapsulating scenery, smells, and sensations that are present here. I found myself wandering to and fro, oblivious of the concrete city around me. In the midst of a thick cluster of trees, I came across a large boulder, smooth and cool from the moisture in the air. It beckoned me to sit upon its shiny gray surface. While I was sitting, I took a minute to close my eyes and take in all of the scenery that was not exclusive to sight that the park had to offer. I could hear the shuffling of leaves passing my feet on the forest floor. The precipitation of the humidity from the vegetation dripping onto the mighty rocks surrounding me epitomized tears of joy falling from heaven. My nostrils were filled with scents that can never be replicated by men; the mildewed, yet earthy scent of the soil, the sweetness of fresh nectar, the crisp green smell of the trees. I ran my fingertips over the multitude of different surfaces, letting them gain sensory experience. The rock was grainy, the soil was wet, the bark was coarse, and the list goes on and on. It was, and is a magnificent location to be enveloped in. When I am here, I only just begin to realize the expansive nature of the creator of the entire earth, the place that we are blessed enough to call our home.