Saturday, June 25, 2011

Oak

They all flocked to him: squirrels and bees, and birds and butterflies, and snakes and snails. They all flourished under the benevolence of his shade: flowers and weeds, and vines and grass. 

He always felt that he had to be the one who's stronger and wiser. For all extents and purposes, he was. He was as big and as strong and as wise as any oak should be. The littler creatures all flocked and flourished under his shade. The sunshafts could not pierce through the canopy to spear them.

There was no lasting comfort for the oak.

The clouds that meandered by eased his pain, but they are transient and are bound to the wind - they were not there all the time.

The rain that the clouds sometimes bring granted him peace, but what of those under his shelter? He could not bear their despair, and so beseeched the rain sparingly.

There was no lasting comfort for the oak.

Only the night-dome allowed him rest.


3 comments:

  1. Nosebleed na naman ako. Nice read again from you papi.

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  2. Same lines with the Closet Geek. Vignette rules. Lolz.

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  3. salamat po :) ahahahaha. sabaw lang ang utak ko these days! :D

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