“Broken Angels….(The remains of Sandy)”

I went to Holy Cross Cemetery yesterday; one of my favorite sites to take photographs.  It was sad to see all the large trees fallen;  such giants that stood as sentries among the dead. 

One large Angel had been toppled by one of them from on top of one of the mausoleums. 

She lay face down….wings still toward Heaven.

It brought a sadness to my heart……what will happen as time topples all of them.  Not many new cemetery Angels are being carved today…..no more ornate stones and stonework to distinguish one life from the next one in the row.  Visiting modern cemeteries is not the same……each square stone, sometimes interrupted by a random heart shaped piece of granite, fades into the next row and the next.  There are no revealing indentations carved by stonemasons to tell their stories, only names and dates etched quickly as their mark in life. 

My ancestors were stonemasons; they were the ones who carved some of those Angels and monuments and Cathedrals.  There is stone dust in my DNA; there has to be.  Perhaps that is what draws me to the Angels, the Crosses, the Saints, the Grieving Mothers and Immortalized Children among the Dead.

The cemetery will resurrect this fallen Angel again…….she will grace a few more generations………but then, I wonder, what will take her place…..

For things are written in stone only for so long …………

Namaste,

 

 

Shirl

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About sknobloch

I am an Author, Artist, and Reiki Master and Intuitive Counselor, offering energy and guidance sessions on people and beloved pet companions. I divide my time between a Northern NJ suburb of Manhattan and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. I enjoy pursuing paranormal explorations in this uniquely haunted town. Read more about me at www.briarrosereiki.com and http://shirlknoblochwillowfineartprintsandphotography.zenfolio.com/ All writings and photos © Shirl Knobloch.......no unauthorized copying or use permitted without written permission from the author and photographer, Shirl Knobloch.
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One Response to “Broken Angels….(The remains of Sandy)”

  1. sknobloch says:

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