Sunday, February 27, 2011

New Death in the Cemetery



Cemeteries are filled with ghosts.  Almost every large and historic cemetery has a ghost story or two tucked beneath the tomb stones.   Even small cemeteries tell stories.   I have been to large and small cemeteries and chased ghosts in large cities and in the country.   I  love cemeteries and I love the stories they tell.  I have spent a lot of time with the old cemeteries and old tombstones, but today I went to a small cemetery that merged new with old.   Although the old graves whispered of secret histories which usually call to me, today I found myself deeply touched by the new graves in this little cemetery.  While the old stones were forgotten, over grown, and so worn down the names were hard to discern, the new graves were beautiful and as lovingly tended as the most elaborate garden.  They told stories of human emotion.   Today I found graves covered with gardens and decorated with toys.  I found them topped with fairies and situated amidst gardens of wind chimes that sang in the wind whispering of fresh sorrow.  I always believe that, at least in part, the search for ghosts is a quest to explain death.   It is a quest to make death somehow more bearable and more understandable.  These graves reminded me that behind every ghost story there is the sorrow of loss.

4 comments:

Adsila said...

There are lots of facsinating stories of those buried in cemeteries. I have found great stories on the not-so-famous people that are buried in the cemeteries around AZ.

Jessica Penot said...

I love your photos from the AZ cemeteries. They are so different from the Southern Cemeteries. It is amazing how much culture goes into these burial grounds.

laughingwolf said...

as a kid, cemeteries scared me... as i got older, they were like old friends....

gloriagirl said...

As a kid I remember puerto rico cemeteries smell of merigods and other flowers. their tombs that was upper or walk in was pretty and the ground tombs some was so old you could not even read it. I would never walk alone always with my grandma she taught me never to disrespect a place where all are dead because you will pay for it..I quess a few teens mess around and something real bad happen cause now you don't see teens messing about, the last cemetary I was in was "Salem Mass." I had to go and show respect on people who died for no reason. I cry in my heart everytime I go..and I have been there twice. So all who never been in a cemetary, remember there is nothing to be affraid of, and allways respect.