{The Burden}[c. October 1970]

[Redbook1:179C][197010c.]{The Burden}[c. October 1970]

                                    “I knew a man who bore a stone

                                    Around and round the world

                                    And as he passed I heard him groan

                                    And saw his backbone curled.

                                    ‘Why do you bare that stone’ I cried

                                    ‘For ever and a day?

                                    ‘Surely it bores you stiff!’  He sighed

                                    ‘It bares my soul, away.’

                                    Poor fool!  He died last May; his backbone snapped, and the stone rolled downhill and was broken up for building.  His soul is bare now, much good may it do him; whether it is borne, away or anew, I know not.”

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