Monday, 20 July 2015

Dried Bones


Urgency crept into our walk as the spirit of wisdom pointed down a particular path in the park. We had meandered through the park, engaged in casual conversation, when the spirit seemed to sense something, and began to move like an animal on a hunt. We found the man sitting alone on the bench. His hands covering his face muffled his broken sobbing. ‘In times of illness the human soul will feed life to the bone marrow,’ the spirit said as we exchanged farewells, ‘But who can survive a broken spirit.’ He said looking at the man. It is true - a broken spirit will dry out bones and turn them to dust.

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