Stories of kings and wise men

By Paulo Coelho

The ancestor’s bones

There was a king of Spain who was very proud of his ancestors, and who was known for his cruelty to the weak.

One time, he was walking with his advisers across a field in Aragon, where – years before – he had lost his father during a battle, when he found a holy man searching a large pile of bones.

- What are you doing there? – asked the king.

- Honored greetings, Your Majesty – said the holy man. – When I heard that the king of Spain was coming this way, I resolved to recover the bones of your late father and present them to you. But however hard I search, I cannot find them: they are exactly the same as the bones of country folk, the poor, beggars and slaves.

Fetch another sort of doctor

A powerful monarch called a holy father – everyone said he had healing powers – to help him with his back ache.

- God will help us – said the holy man. – But first let us understand the reason for these pains. I suggest Your Majesty confesses now, for confession makes men face up to their problems, and liberates much guilt.

Annoyed at having to think about so many problems, the king said:

- I do not wish to speak of these matters; I need someone who heals without asking questions.

The priest went off and returned half an hour later with another man.

- I believe that words can relieve pain, and help me to discover the right path to a cure – he said. – But you do not wish to talk, and I cannot help you. This is the man you need: my friend here is a veterinarian, and does not generally speak to his patients.

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Comments

  1. wanbliska says:

    The kingdom of this world

    “Your Majesty, on the other hand, has only this kingdom.”

    I already answered to that point. And yet I consider the things differently. As the King has also what the wiseman has. Indeed, everyday the sun arises for him also, and he can climb a mountain whenever he wants to…
    Now, the king has got no time to profit of all, as he’s too preoccupied by his kingdom.

    The ancestor’s bones

    Harsh work, anyway… We only go out of life with the acts we did.
    A real world of love and compassion should be based on no money, nor corporations, but sharing.

    What is a proof is that a wiseman would never accept to be a king. And it goes as well for money than soul.

    Fetch another sort of doctor

    It is possible to be healed without talking, or dumb people would never be.
    But maybe I did not understand quite well the meaning of the tale.

    Love to you all.

  2. katya says:

    I believe the word’ s power can heal.
    Words are everything I have to be myself, to make this world better, to change my life’s path.
    Thanks to them I am who I am. And I am proud with that.
    Sometimes the words make us different, but never impersonal.

  3. katya says:

    I believe the word’ s power can hile.
    Words are everything I have to be myself, to make this world better, to change my life’s path.
    Thanks to them I am who I am. And I am proud with that.
    Sometimes the words make us different, but never impersonal.

  4. Tania says:

    Who would not want to have the Moon , and the Sun in their heart and soul .Blessings Tania

  5. SanityFound says:

    I love each and everyone of these parables, so true to life in every sense, opens the mind even more than it was but a moment ago!

  6. Agnieszka says:

    We’re all simple people,
    we go different ways
    to reach heaven on earth,
    to count night and days,
    we dream of the light,
    giving all we have,
    for just a moment of smile,
    moment of…breath.

    love
    Agnieszka