Love Never Dies

It was winter and the oak tree which stood mighty as a king was shedding its leaves. The branches knew it was part of its cycle but couldn’t stop crying, for it was it’s love, it’s hope which kept it alive all through the year. All the oak tree could say was good bye with a heavy heart. It stood strong and stout with some of its branches being bitten by the merciless cold wind .

Spring arrived and new leaves grew on the branches. Leaves glittered in the sun. They knew nothing of themselves. All they knew was to work and prepare food and the oak tree was pleased with them.

Then summer arrived. The leaves were rejoicing in the sun and the warm breeze. In the hot sun a fire broke out in the hearts of the leaves and the tree. Both knew what was it and waited for the other to disclose. The oak tree always took the chances. So he spoke,

“Dear leaves , you gave me life andi am indebted to you. There is a special place for all of you in my heart and my heart holds a message for you…….” and the tree stopped.

“Tell us oh mighty tree, we are honoured to serve you” said the leaves.

“I love you” said the tree.

“What?” the leaves said acting as if they hated the idea, but they couldn’t it keep any longer in their heart. So they said “We are honoured to be your love oh mighty one”.

And so they danced and danced in the summer sun making the sheperds wonder why the tree swayed so much. The leaves and the oak tree both shared stories of love and kisses. But time swam too fast. It was end of summer and the leaves were becoming old.

“What is happening to us oh mighty one?” asked the leaves.

The oak knew the answer but never allowed it through his lips.

Winter arrived. Every leaf, one by one, fell dead on the ground with a cry of love for the tree . The oak tree’s heart had felt the pain before and many times. He watched his dead love on the ground and pearls of tears broke. The cycles of seasons were sorry. The wind was sorry too but still blew harder. None cared for the heart which for 20 years was played with.

The oak tree was now fed up with loving new leaves with new hopes only to see them die.The tree decided to submit its life to death. He pondered over the thought for whole winter untill spring arrived. New leaves appeared. But the tree had enough. No more pain his heart could bear. He avoided them. But the leaves kept caring neither knowing the past nor caring for the future.The tree was not to give in. But his heart needed someone to soothe it’s pain.

A new heart thumped with music in it.

Then one day in the summer the oak tree said to the leaves “I love you.”