Highland Cemetery - Ypsilanti MI

 The Highland Cemetery is a wonderful place to wander; that is if you're not freaked out by grave yards.  It is a quiet, peaceful place but not silent. Many squirrels were running around finding nuts and the birds were all chirping. And there is a heaviness of history in the air. This place was established in 1863, and many who are buried here are from that era.

The trees are old, very old. As they tower over their charges, makes me wonder if they could talk what lessons could they teach us? If they could explain what they have bared witness to, what could we learn  about how to live our very short lives?

As I wandered about, I thought of the trees, and the past, and the countless people who are here. What were the stories of their lives? How is the memory being kept alive? Or is it?

The saddest graves are those of the children, and there are so many, gone before they ever really lived. Makes me wonder if there is any rhyme or reason to who gets to live to be a ripe old age, and those who do not. And what happens after we shuffle off this mortal coil? Is this it? Or is there another plain of existence beyond this world?

It is a contemplative place, one that stays with me long after I leave.