Cloister

If only

I could be cloistered in The Cloisters

That beautiful structure

Standing in the center of a gorgeous park

At the highest point in Manhattan

A park so peaceful

A place so open

A world so green

Looking out over the Hudson River

With the sun shining on the water.

If only

I could look out

From the top of the stone ramparts

Filled with history

That tell the story

Of a massive battle.

Fought closer to home

Than we could feel

From our classrooms in the West.

Out here

This battle

Took place

Where. We. Are.

When it is no longer far away

We have no choice

But to take note.

Remember.

History. Is. Now.

Make it what you want

The future to reflect on.

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musictrgrlinnyc

Hello lovely people! I am a recent transplant to New York City, and I would love to share my adventures with you! Please don't hesitate to communicate with me about any of my blog posts. A bit about me: I received my BFA in Music Theatre from Metropolitan State University of Denver and have always wanted to move to New York City to pursue my dream of being on Broadway...so follow me as I share my journey with you!

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