Myriad of Stones
Hiram King of Tyre was walking through the Temple on his way to a meeting with King Solomon. Along the way, he passed through a
particular hallway and noticed all the stones in the walls.
“What are you?” King Hiram asked of the stones as he walked by.
“I am a perfect Ashlar, of course!” a myriad of stones answered, and there was surprise and indignation in their voices as he passed.
But, here and there, a lonely stone answered, “We are this Temple.”
And there was neither surprise nor indignation in their voices, but just a quiet certitude.
Wisdom does rest in contemplation. . .