Sunday, March 19, 2006

strolling in a graveyard

A couple of weeks ago… I had a friend coming over for the weekend… and once she realized that I have a graveyard just across the street… she decided that we should take a stroll there…
I’ve been into many graveyards in Edinburgh… they are ancient… they are quite… they seemed like a poem written ages ago…
There is this serenity that befalls the heart once you are in there… a kind of respect for those lying underneath… a frighten shiver down one’s spine… one day… sooner or later… I’ll be the one under and some one else would be above [The ground]…
And in there… in that busy full place where only stones and trees meet the eyes… words of reflection come to the mind… teaching us yet another lesson…

[[The mutual rivalry (for piling up of worldly things) diverts you, Until you visit the graves (i.e. till you die). Nay! You shall come to know! Again nay! You shall come to know! Nay! If you knew with a sure knowledge (the end result of piling up, you would not have been occupied yourselves in worldly things). Verily, you shall see the blazing Fire (Hell)! And again, you shall see it with certainty of sight! Then on that Day you shall be asked about the delights (you indulged in, in this world)!]] 102:1-8 Holy Quran


Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me;
"Here he lies where he longed to be,
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill."
Robert Louis Stevenson]]


suroor said...

very thought-provoking...and a good's a real coincidence that i also just discovered that i can view my grandparents' graves online...a strange feeling...though some might find all this graveyard talk morbid, it's a reality we all have to face, and the more often we remind ourselves that it won't be long before we too will be six feet under, so much the better for us...glorious signs from Allah... "Surely those who do not hope in Our meeting and are pleased with this world's life and are content with it, and those who are heedless of Our Signs: (As for) those, their abode is the fire because of what they earned." (Al-Qur'an-10:7,8)

Amy said...

I love graveyards. Is that strange?
so peaceful. I like looking at the ages of the people who've died, and thinking about what might have happened, and what they were doing earlier that day, and if they knew they were going to die, and what it felt like. 'Gone but not forgotten' is what one of your photos pronounces... an unrealistic aspiration? perhaps.