The Enchanted Tapestry: A Garden's Reflection of Humanity

I was walking in  the garden.

The mist taking a nap on the grass. The sand drooling with mud water. The swings all empty as if they were abandoned from existence. I walked to one of the faraway swings. The journey felt eternal. I started swinging from the ups to the downs of life. I stopped and looked around. There was a dog malnourished of food, of love, sitting in the hue of a tree. The tree was incapable of providing the dog anything, it was helpless, still it provided the dog everything it needed. Those entities created by god provided each other the things we homo sapiens, accomplished with the gift of communication and amenities, couldn’t and wouldn’t have done in a lifetime.

As we are born, we are coerced to descend into the ravine of this cynical, barbaric, homicidal world. We are brainwashed to believe life is very concise and we mustn’t let others succeed through it. Someone once said we live in “dog eat dog world”. And I indeed believe we do, but in this reality, the human eats human. Between the grains of sand, far away from that dog, there was an old dirty doll near the seesaw. It was smeared with clay. I picked it up. Its clothes were torn and hair were succumbed to filth, but she still had a grin, a smile, which to my surprise explained all her sorrows.

As I walked to my home back to life, I realised this is life. The doll represents us. No matter how much melancholy is going inside our heart, no matter how depressed we are, we still want others to see us as the most delightful & gleeful person. The swing, as I mentioned before, is the vicissitude life which if full of, or maybe it is just ups and downs. And last but not the least, the dog and the tree are the obliging qualities of prosperousness, and selflessness we all lack.

That garden had the potential to teach me something invaluable, but, alas, I am a human.