U ne day, a calf through a virgin forest needed to return to its pasture. As an irrational animal, opened a path winding, curvy, up and down hills.
next day, a dog who was passing the same path used to cross the forest.
Next came a sheep, a herd leader, who see open space and made his comrades to follow through there. Later, the men began to use that path: they entered the left, turned right and left, descended, deviating from obstacles, complaining and cursing, with good reason. But they did nothing to create a new alternative.
After much use, the trail eventually become a long road where the poor animals are tired under heavy loads, forced to travel three hours away might have been covered in thirty minutes if they had not followed the path opened by the calf.
After much use, the trail eventually become a long road where the poor animals are tired under heavy loads, forced to travel three hours away might have been covered in thirty minutes if they had not followed the path opened by the calf.
Many years passed and the road became the main street of a village and, finally, in the main street of a city. Everyone complained about traffic, because it was the worst possible way.
Meanwhile, the wise old wood laughed to see that men tend to follow like blind the path is already open, without ever asking if this is the best choice .
Paulo Coelho.
Paulo Coelho.
