Ulrich Michaelis Monologue from The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts

From The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts by William Vaughn Moody

male · contemplative · 1:16 min

I must think of you as I must. Pause. Rhoda speaks in a lighter tone, as if to relieve the tension of their last words. (RHODA: Tell me a little of your boyhood.--What was it like--that place where you lived?) Becomes absorbed in his own mental pictures as he speaks. A great table of stone, rising five hundred feet out of the endless waste of sand. A little adobe house, halfway up the mesa, with the desert far below and the Indian village far above. A few peach trees, and a spring--a sacred spring, which the Indians worshipped in secret. A little chapel, which my father had built with his own hands. He often spent the night there, praying. And there, one night, he died. I found him in the morning, lying as if in quiet prayer before the altar. (RHODA: What did you do after your father died?) I went away south, into the mountains, and got work on a sheep range. I was a shepherd for five years.

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