He didn’t know how his life had gotten to this point.
He didn’t know why his marriage abruptly crumbled.
He didn’t know who he had become as a result.
He didn’t know what it was that made him walk out his door that day.
He didn’t know when he had made this decision.
He didn’t know where he would go, until he spotted the grove.
It was then that he knew.
He knew that he found a rare peace here, surrounded by beauty.
He knew that here, he would have his final resting place.
He knew that in this place, he didn’t have to know.