“…know the beauty of oblivion and sees the power of regret within the scope of the unknown.”
Fiction. Based on a True Stone Arch.
This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional.
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There is a stone archway that sits in Dundee
Out of place amidst the modern apartment buildings and streets built around it.
It stands a relic of the past
An echoing oddity of an old city.
It hadn’t crossed her mind until a pastor mentioned it in a sermon
Bringing moments that happened thousands of miles away
Back to the present.
She knows exactly where the Cowgate stood.
It had been there when she stayed in the apartments next to it
Visiting a couple much wiser than her
During a time when her soul was heavy and her spirit crushed.
The arch carries its own weighted history
One with plague and death
And a minister who stood by it to give a message of hope.
The sermon reminds her that a year has passed since she had been brought low
Emotionally, mentally, spiritually.
Pushed down by the plague of anxiety and self-doubt.
Keep becoming, the Voice reminds her.
A gate that divided the sick from the healthy
Allowed messages of redemption and freedom from earthly shackles.
The Spirit speaks now of that same healing
To keep becoming.