Most days I walk through a cemetery that lies between my home and my office. It is a peaceful place that whispers to me, deeply.

Today I found an image that mirrored my soul. I am filled with such deep sorrow that my soul has crumpled to the ground, no longer able to hold up my living body. Sorrow and sadness once again take hold of my spirit and drop me to the ground. The image is only stone but my heart will also be stone, living stone, if I cannot make sense of lifes cruelties.