Playground

As I’m sitting on a park bench gazing out into the distance, I notice a perfectly placed recreational area

I begin to ponder on how place’s and things can sometimes serve as perfect analogy to life

I see a merry-go-round, I watch how it rotates and changes in direction and pace

For instance how the seasons change, or how your starting point is most likely not your end point

I then see a sea-saw and watch its rhythmic movements, as simple as it is

Kind of like how we have up and down day’s or how the friction of someone else’s action create change

And then there’s a swing set, swaying backwards and forwards, speed changing with the momentum of each push

Similar to pushing yourself forward from your past, but remembering it, to sway you towards ne heights

As I continue to scan the recreations, I see a slide, stairs about 7ft high leading to a half enclosed tubular object, and with the right send off, one can instantly move swiftly but smoothly oblong the surface

A replication of coasting through impediments of progress and achievements, the eas in proceeding through life without effort or concern, the ability to hit the surface running

Life resemblances and the comparison between the creation of things and their correspondence to places is an analog to the structure of our being.