A storoem about love and kindness and death. |
The girl so dearly loves the forest behind her parents' house. Each day she spends untold hours in play with every kind of woodland creature Mother Nature sends. From foxes and rabbits, frogs and snakes, doves and hawks, deer and wolves, all animals seek her out, and she in turn makes each feel loved, safe and protected in the tiny glade where they meet hidden by tall trees all around. It is quite a sight to see! She sits in the warm sun grooming and cleaning, doctoring any abrasions or cuts on each. Her reward is having her hand nuzzled, her face licked, or best, what's most pleasing is the look in their eyes of pure love that never fades, never dies. Their shared glade is an island of peace and tranquility within the savage world of forest life. Here all hostilities cease. From joy often the girl will dance, twirl. Into this idyllic setting one day intrude the harsh realities of life. A young deer, arrow in shoulder, death drawing near, seeking one last loving, peaceful interlude, staggers and falls at her feet with a look of terror in its eyes. Oh, how the girl cries! She takes the poor dear to the nearby brook. There she washes his wound, but blood flows still. He cries out in pain, hurt filling his eyes. There is one loving thing for him that she knows she must now do. For no matter how hard she tries, he cannot be saved. To end his growing suffering, she takes a heavy stone...and kills him with kindness. Overcome with grief, she sits sobbing, watching her tears, his blood mix with the brook's flowing water, as the pain of death is diluted with kindness. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |