Random Act Of Metaphor: Graveyard Stones

Hmmm, are we living simultaneously in the past, the present and the future?

 

On my morning commute I pass a small graveyard landlocked in the midst of a bustling industrial area. A living relic of the past. It would have been comparatively easy to relocate the gravestones and put the land to commercial use. Run roughshod over the memories and violate the sacred ground.

 

But someone chose not to. Someone chose to say no to the developers who are poised to snatch up every square inch of...