In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king

A blind man pawed at the thick branches and cried afoul. Another gaped in disbelief and reached for nearby brush to brace his fall. Looking on from afar, a one eyed man grinned gleefully at the destruction he had wrought on their carefully fashioned hierarchy of rhyme and reason. Disentangling themselves from its dank and sinewy roots, it became clear to the blind men that their beloved tree was blocking the pathway to the rest of the forest.