At his lowest point, a blessing fell at his feet.

A sound brought him to some rocks, and he peered over into the shade and saw foxes at play. The cubs left their lair and tripped over each other, nipping ears and licking fur, oblivious to his presence, at one with all things.

And the pure joy of the moment found its way into the very centre of him. It lit up his soul.

Desert became paradise.

Father came to Son.