Role

Chapter 5

Milo sat and pondered for quite some time beneath a
towering oak tree in the forests midst. He pondered
and sat some more. In the midst of his deepest thought
an acorn hit him upon the head. It struck him that
acorns fall where they may, one falls there upon a rock
another upon his head and yet another onto fine soil.
The last seems to be but half of an acorn fallen next
to its parent. The one on the rock becomes a squirrels
dinner, the one in soil over the course of days sprouts
with roots just beginning their journey into the earth.
Milo pulls the one out of his hair and places it in his
pocket. Many fall into the thick cover of many years
leaves and find their way to growth and change. Some
are out in direct sunlight and grow strong and true,
straight up to the waiting sky. Some fall close to
their parent bending this way and that to gain sunlight
and food from the soil in a persistent effort to grow.
It is their nature.