What Do You See? Part 3
The young girl called Tril returned one day to find an odd funeral procession taking place for the dogma of a mourning monk. Calling upon her special powers of luminescent focus she lightly brushed the basket into which the dogma had been laid to rest. A brilliant flash of light outlined the dogma and lo and behold it came to life again. Shaking its philosophical tail it happily jumped into the arms of its master who promptly spoke to the monk whose karma had caused the apparent demise of his dogma.
"I forgive your karma completely by this miracle we have witnessed. Next time I will tell my dogma to look both ways before crossing your karma."
Tril giggled and then moved on.