As we craned our necks to see the Redwood trees at Muir Woods Park, San Francisco converge to reach up to touch and feel the glory of the heavenly canopy above, we could only marvel at the nature and its creation….felt humbled and dwarfed by the size of these tall trees. There was so much peace and calm in the park ….it felt like meditation.
They gave away their lives for the freedom from the clutches of British rule…..The Cellular Jail, Andaman islands, stands testimony of the atrocities on the Indians who stood up to reclaim their motherland. “Freedom is not free” I read at a memorial monument in USA …. Let us remember the sacrifice of our martyrs due to whom today we enjoy this freedom.
The rows of cells converge into a central tower which could be accessed only if the tower door to each floor was opened.
The woods are dark and deep… miles to go before I sleep… The woods converge coaxing me to look ahead in future….
Here sleep the heroes (Arlington Cemetery). The rows of uniformly laid out gravestones look like converging in eternity as if to say the soul is eternal…