Tranquil Warrior

He had been there for most of the afternoon, beneath the trees, tranquil in pursuit of elusive things hiding and thought lost, hearing the distant thunder muttering gravely now and then, stilling small voices that might otherwise have disturbed such profound reverie; while, closeby, the drooling traffic seemed only to thicken the warm drone of the afternoon. A person's character was the product of their life's attachments, their physical and mental capacity. Just as the life of Gandhi had been founded on reason and motive, so had Morgan's. Had Gandhi been Morgan, then he would have done the things that Morgan had done - Morgan was proof of that! Equally, for any change of direction, there had to be a good reason. Any such effort that came without reason could only arrive through madness.