Madonna of the Pomegranate (Madonna della Melagrana), Sandro Botticelli. 1487. Galleria degli Uffizi, Florence.
Wonder is the beginning of wisdom.
Socrates (469-399 BC), Greek philosopher
There is a deep wisdom in the waters and stones and softened light of Inwood Hill Park. A wisdom that can be experienced but not known. A kind of evergreen wisdom that heals what it touches. And though I struggle now to capture it in words, perhaps I can simply point to it and you will see it, too -- without my naming it.
Over the past ten years my face has changed. I see it mirrored back to me daily. Age has played most liberally upon it -- but that does not quite capture what has transformed it. At times, my face is the face of Eve, the face of Eve at the moment her teeth broke the skin of the apple, at the precise moment she was shattered with knowledge.
That moment and that face. That's where I'm pointing.