The Flowery Path

She walked down a flowery path . When she started her journey, the path was filled with pink and white roses. She enjoyed the beautiful fragrance as she meandered along the path without a care. For months she watched as pink and white roses passed as she took their beauty for granted. The blooming flowers brought her peace, and she felt as though everything was perfect and there was nothing to worry about.

“Ah! What a beautiful sight! All these beautiful flowers and not a weed in sight!” She would exclaim with glee as the days passed by her quickly. One day amongst the pink and white roses she spots a small bundle of rhododendron. But she pays no mind to it as it wasn’t disturbing the roses. As she continues along the path, she spots more and more of these bundles but continues to pay no attention to them.

“They will go away as long as I ignore them.” She thought to herself as she gazed onto the path ahead of her. Of course, as time passed, they went away but slowly, bit by bit so did the roses. With the absence of the roses, roots began to appear. Curiosity caused her to follow these mysterious roots and for a week she followed their path straying from the one she was already on. For days, she followed the mysterious roots hoping that they would lead her to a new field. On the seventh day of her journey the roots lead her to their destination. In front of her was a large willow tree. She walked around the trunk of the tree trying to find another path to follow but to her misery there wasn’t a path to be found. In total despair she sat at the base of the tree and wept, for all the days she wept the sky wept with her leaving puddles around and ground so flooded that no new flowers could grow. As time passed the willow wrapped around her. Trapping her without her consent, but she could not escape. Slowly she gave in to the tree and let it conceal her and trap her from the world outside.

The girl was trapped for months under the roots until a boy heard her whimpers in passing. Wondering as to why a tree would be crying, he approached the willow with caution. After examining the tree, he could not find the cause of this willow’s whimpering, so he calls out,

“Hello! Is anyone around? I hear this willow whimper, but I find no source to its sound.” Hearing the boy’s shout, the girl lifts her head and tries to come out.

“Here I am! Under the roots! I know I sound crazy but please come and look. This willow has trapped me for far to long. I would try to escape but I am not that strong.” She exclaims in hopes that he could save her. The boy understood the girl but went back home. Two days had passed, and the girl was again alone. But on the evening of the second day, she could hear a saw breaking through the roots, and one by one each root was pulled away. Finally free the girl looked to the boy who, reached out his hand.

“Thank you for saving me.” She said as she gets up and lets go of him. The boy responds with a nod of his head and grabs the girl’s hand again.

“Come with me” he said. “I’ll show you a new path far from this willow and its roots.” Trusting the boy she followed him unknowing, and soon she found that there was ivy growing. She was scared to touch the ivy as she did not know what it would do, but the boy assured her that there was nothing to fear.

“The ivy is beautiful if you look at it from here.” The boy continued to hold the girl’s hand as they walked down the new path together. And soon the two of them grew fond of each other, as moths went by the ivy turned into red roses and the sun began to shine. The two walked along the path and with the passing of time the willow was soon forgotten and the whole world was fine.