Weller's Logs

They carried all the logs, just one by one, down to the village, off the top of Weller's Mountain. There was an accident, when one, with clumsy feet slipped in the mud and, instantly, the log, now free and full of glee, rolled down to join the others. It stunned them all, and with the wisdom of the ages they heaved them once again onto sore shoulders, to carry all up to the top. With loud applause and laughter, raucous, echoing in victory, all logs, but one by one were nudged to start their journey down to the valley, independently, it was a man-made thought which stood the test of ages.