19/03/2023
Sunday mornings in Lviv are quieter than the Monday to Friday hustle and bustle, many church services and the sounds associated with them echo in the streets, I took a walk to Lychakiv Cemetery, where there were few people and a sense of calm, the birds were singing on this glorious sunny spring day. The Cemetery is 103 acres and over 300,000 are buried here, so much history all in one place. I've got a thing for cemeteries, the peacefulness and quiet, it's difficult for me to describe, but I feel a sense of calm walking though the pathways of so much history, until I saw the graves outside the Cemetery walls lined with Ukraine flags of blue and yellow and red and black.... these are the graves of the brave individuals that decided to fight for their country and lost their battle in the last 12 months..... the graves look ever so temporary, and there were hundreds of them, mostly men, who are mourned by their loved ones. What really affected me was a soldier walking through the isles with red carnations in his hand, I could see the frustration on his face as he was trying to find maybe his brother, father, sister, uncle or friend amongst the many rows of newly laid graves... this poor lad, the desperation in his eyes, I wanted to give him a hug, but knew it wasn't my place to do so. So many lives lost, and this in Lviv is just one of the many Burial grounds across the country where so many have failed to survive. It's a tragedy, and in amongst the flags, and flowers, I found an Australian scarfe tied to a cross of what I can only assume was a lad who lived in Australia who came home to defend his country.
Walking further through the Cemetery I came across the organised rows of identical crosses, that are of those who lost their lives in 1918/19 Soviet Ukraine battle, all of which were Polish, some 3800 of them laid to rest here on the side of the hill in Lviv.
It's ironic that outside the walls of the Cemetery, a soccer game occurs with spectators, the sounds of whistles and people talking, while accross the fence, so many people take their final resting place so those playing soccer can have some kind of freedom, which it's not.... while people here try to get on with life, so many more are drying or are seriously injured trying to defend what's rightly theirs. It's hard to get my head around this, Sunday morning soccer vs armed conflict 8 hours away..... it's surreal really....
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