Friday, 2 October 2015

The Body's Voice

“It’s such a strange gesture.” I told the spirit of wisdom. We sat atop the stadium roof, invisible to the thousands of spectators watching the game on the field. 

The crowd had erupted into applause. “It can be such a spontaneous gesture, and such a meaningless one.”

“Clapping of hands?” The spirits voice was muffled through all the hotdog he had shovelled into his mouth. I nodded. “Hmm,” said the spirit, “the joyful voice of the body.” 

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