Oh what a beautiful city
Oh what a beautiful city
Oh what a beautiful city
Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah.
Christo’s Gates have come to New York City’s Central Park. It is truly an experience to walk through them, around them, see them flapping in the wind, and see them like a silent line of fire curving through the sketched trees of winter.
We spent the day weaving in and out of awed crowds, looking up, jumping around, smiling, basking in the sunny Sunday afternoon joy of Central Park, and thrilled by the display of color tracing the city’s paths.
There’s three gates in the east
And three gates in the west
There’s three gates in the north
And there’s three gates in the south
And there’s twelve gates to the city, hallelujah.
The old song, “O what a beautiful city” is very fitting today… “Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah…” Well, there are more than 12 gates, but the song speaks to some kind of divine wonder that struck Central Park yesterday in the form of Christo’s gates. What a wonderful thing that we humans can create something so wonderful and beautiful in the middle of God’s creation. The fiery saffron fabric falling from the iron and aluminum gates lit the earth as if this had been an act of nature — an early spring — a burst of light in this dark season.
The Gates by Christo are truly magnificent — this time not simply in concept, but in true, earthy saffron orange fire, weaving through the sketched black branches of the city’s dingy February.
Oh what a beautiful city
Oh what a beautiful city
Oh what a beautiful city
Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah.
Peace.
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