Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A Rope


Dazed from my tumble and half buried by slippery stuff from the slippery slope, I gazed around me--it was the exact same place where I had started my ascent.

What to do?

It seemed totally hopeless to climb up again!

I was dumboozled--when suddenly a sturdy rope uncoiled down the slope and the end came to rest practically on top of me.

What could it mean?

Could there be someone at the top that wanted to help me climb the slippery slope?

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