J.K.M.

The Park in Union Square - I really felt like a true new yorker this day…

Sitting in the park on a hot humid August afternoon eves dropping on the many conversations between the most interesting/diverse company of people.  Listening to Jewish hippies play songs on their violin and mandolin and watching as they dance beneath the strong limbs of a tree glistening in the filtered sunlight.

While sitting, the sprinkler system turns on as a large woman sits next to us and thanks jesus for the water that was lightly misting across her back… a smirk interrupts my lips as I silently agree.  My eyes move to the edges of the park, up over the tree line, and there I realize the orbiting traffic of honking taxis, brick buildings looming proudly overhead, and a pristine sky dotted with clouds crowning the orchestrated chaos below.  There I realize just how small this living universe is and that I have a place in it… on a bench in union square.