Peace Amongst Chaos

The sidewalk winds around the pond, making its way to circle the water, past the small fall that rushes from atop the stones into the man-made pond. Continuing around the bend past traffic lights and lines of cares, it isn’t too far off now.
Moments away, industrialization does not seem so strong. To the left and up a grassy hill, tall trees that shed spiked balls tower above. Travel down the hill to a place tucked away, a forbidden secret, scarcely known, it rests tucked behind the pond and before the tall building of the court house. There I find my peace and quiet amongst chaos.