Friday, February 6, 2009

Greener Grass



Once upon a time there were two cows. They roamed a sprawling, fenceless pasture and rarely ever bumped into each other. Then one day it happened that while busy nibbling from atop the same hillside, oblivious to the fact they were steps away, they looked up and stood face to face. Having not spoken for so long they decided the best way to break the ice was to have a glass of milk and share stories under a nearby tree.

After laughing and tales of journeys, one mentioned, “This is probably the best grass I’ve eaten in my life,” while dipping chunks of it into the milk like we do cookies.

“Oh yes, this is the best piece of land for miles.” The other agreed in between slurping and chewing.

“Still, something tells me there’s even better grass out there.” The cow climbed to it’s feet at the thought.

“Will you go now?” The other said surprised. “So soon, though we’ve just sit down?”

With just a kind look backwards, the adventurer slowly walked away, answering without a word. As it’s silhouette shrank on the horizon, the cow under the tree sat in silence for a long time. It picked a blade of grass and examined it against the setting sun. “Yes…you do seem to be quite the tastiest I’ve ever known. So why am I in no hurry to see if there waits an ever sweeter blade? Will you become just as dry and boring as the last --if I were to stay?”

By now the other cow had disappeared.

The blade of grass began to shift and sway in the cows hoof. “I will tell you only once cow,” the little sliver of green responded. “You will always have complaint and devotion, every step you take or don’t, this is our curse. The dissatisfaction is intentional. It’s so your weight will land upon more of us. So your eyes will be exposed to our many shades. For we all wish to be inside of you. And the affection overrides lack long enough so your shadow can cool us, your tongue can thrill and your feet can rest. ”

The cow listened and thought about what the grass said. “Then let your wish be granted,” mumbled the cow and consumed the little blade.

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