Of the true flavour of one strawberry, this parable is attributed to the Buddha Sakyamuni
One day a man walked quietly in a meadow, and he found himself face-to-face a tiger.
Without even time to think, he fled with all his strength. … In same time the tiger running after him.
The man runs out of breath and arrive just in front of a dizzying precipice.
Impossible to turn back, so he jumps and does his life as a branch of wild vine which he hangs, and remains suspended.
He looks up: the tiger is there, mouth open. He looks down: horror, another tiger is waiting at the foot of a cliff.
Then two mice, one black and one white arise, they quietly began to nibble his vine that threatens to break.
At this time, the man is seeing nearby a strawberry just in perfect flavour.
He frees a hand to grasp and eat.
Ah! The flavour of the strawberries, what a delight!
