A Parable

A man and his son are walking single file through the forest. The man was so absorbed in showing his son nature at it's finest that he wasn't watching where he was stepping. Suddenly, he tripped over a treeroot and with an exclaimation fell to the forest floor. His son who was following along behind him skipped over the protruding root and came to his father's side. The father, slightly embarrassed, grinned then and took his son's profferred hand and stood up. The father, shaking his head but still smiling, toed the root then turned and they continued walking down the path, this time keeping an eye on the ground in front of him. The son eyed the root, then followed after his father, dividing his attention equally now between the ground in front of him as well as the next wonder of nature his father continued to point out.

It's a bit weak, and I was pretty tired when I wrote this....so...you know...