Parable


Once upon a time there was

a brook, people lived either

side but never met as it was

just that bit too deep to cross.


One day a stranger arrived

with a gift wrapped. He took

it out of the box put it in the

water said this is your present.


From then on that stone was

always used cross the water.

It was a revelation, more than

that it was an ingenious creation.


The tribes either side began to

cross over and back frequently,

it added a new dimension to

they're mundane lives.


Time passed, a new generation

was born different requirements, a

bridge was built joining the people

like "Buda and Pest in Hungry"


One day a granddaughter of the

person who placed the stone enquired

from the bridge, What’s that down there?

"It’s the present  we don’t use it anymore “