The park surrounding the fantasy castle.

--- >On my walks, I often immerse myself in my imagination, allowing me to see the walk with different eyes, with my soul and heart, just like art. ---  --- Somewhere in the city, a little north and a little downtown, there is a castle, a very small one, one where children's laughter dwells, that language that unites them all, inhabited by games and lots of fantasy in a joyful sharing. ---     --- It seems that the children are sleeping as I walk through it, and the huge tree tells me not to make any noise, that everyone is resting. Many trees, palm trees, and varied vegetation surround the castle, perhaps protecting it from those who do not have a child's soul. When you see things through the eyes of a child, things are different. They even see things that adults cannot, because they believe it is made up, another world that is not real, but children know that it is. >Perhaps I still have some of a child's soul because I can see it. It is a castle hidden from the view of those who have lost their illusions, love, and imagination. I see it, do you? ---   --- It is a castle where children are kings, all of them, because they are all equal and all those who bring that soul of innocent vision. If you look closely, you will see those trees and benches for parents. Some of them see the castle, but others do not, only children playing. ---  --- This sign says it is for children aged 3 to 10, but there is a message you will not see that says there is infinite happiness for them here. ---  --- Here, an adult who has retained that soul prepares a special place near the castle. Many children are about to arrive, and many of them like to play soccer. ---  --- The castle also has a special facility for meals from another planet, delicious meals that feed the hearts of the little ones. Of course, the pigeons see everything. They belong to beautiful nature, which provides that world. ---  --- There are also ideal places to enjoy the shade and fabulous picnics. ---   --- But there are also endless paths for pleasant walks under the rays of stars with golden threads that the sun gives us every day. Another important thing is that pets also see the wonders of this park. Like pigeons, they are part of nature and their vision is different. ---  --- Adults believe that it is an invented world, a fantasy world, created in the most imaginative minds. With growth and the loss of childhood, society tells them that it does not exist, and they become convinced of this until they stop seeing, truly seeing. ---  --- There is beauty in everything, in a path, a tree, in the greenery. ---  --- In the large flowers, but also in the small ones that peek out timidly. ---  --- Beauty is in the clouds that draw shapes in the sky, sending messages to the most curious, to those who wait. ---  --- This tree has stretched out an arm to greet me on my walk. Can you see it? ---  --- Flowers take on different shapes as they caress the ground. ---   --- And some trees seem dry, but they are only sleeping. ---  --- That day, the pigeons were very entertained. ---  --- But even the streetlights have life between the sky and the trees. They light up this park of children and castles with life at night. ---  --- It seems that there are different levels of seeing wonders and beauty; those who can descend to the castle see everything from below. ---  --- But all levels have something to tell. ---  --- The flowers told me to come back whenever I want, that they know I see them. ---  --- I always like to look back and see the path I've taken. ---    --- But also say goodbye to this place of illusion and to the flowers that mingle with the clouds. Were you able to see everything? Thank you for joining me on this Wednesday walk, I send you my best regards. See you soon. Amonet. --- --- >All photographs are my own.