A traveler in the Himalayas came upon a great gathering of holy men, philosophers, and aspiring Buddhas.
They represented all aspects of belief and seeking, including one aged guru who was reputed to have achieved nirvana by subsisting entirely on a diet of asparagus.
Our traveler was astonished, when, in a sudden mountain shower, all of the participants in this conclave were drenched, except the asparagus-eater. The rain simply avoided falling on him, as if he were roofed.
"That's incredible," said the traveler.
"Not at all," said his native guide, "for is it not sung of in America, even on Broadway, 'Bliss is the awning of the Sage of Asparagus .'"