Guest guest Posted June 24, 2002 Report Share Posted June 24, 2002 Out for a noon lunch stroll along the joggers' path, found a bench in the cooling shade. Birds chirping, unconcerned. Insects darting in the mid-day sun, soft breeze toying with the fallen leaves. A running man nearly passes, stops, and wheezes: "A good place to rest!" "As good a place as any!" i reply. He sits, bent, breathing labored, face knotted in a strain beyond mere physical exertion. Grace gathered in him until he could turn and ask: Do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Please feel free." "Well, what do you do when you're under a lot of stress?" "You can start by asking: `Who is the one under a lot of stress?'" Something stopped. His face unlined. "Thank you!" he offered. "Think nothing of it!" i replied. He rose and resumed his run. The birds chirped on, unconcerned. The insects darted in the mid-day sun. The soft breeze toyed with the fallen leaves, whispering unspeakable things. LoveAlways, b Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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