Don’t walk on the grass

A couple of days ago Akila wanted to visit Mike at the grave side. The grave diggers must know after all these years that the earth does all settle back down to the original hight, the grass re-grows and you can no longer make out the shape of a coffin.

There are no rules, but none of us walk on the grass. That is holy. I get very offended if I see someone walk on the grass. Why? I want to stand there and salute Mike. I’ve never done it but that’s the emotion. Respect, dignity, sacred ground. We stand in silence, each caught up in their thoughts, quietly telling Mike the heart of our soul.

I begin to understand the director of the movie’s who makes the ancient burial site a place to be honored or scared of.

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