My life is like the lonely Tree standing in the field...
Nothing could hurt and harm Him: the strong wind blew...He couldn't breake a single twig, make a single leaf fall down.
" What gives you the power", - asked the wind.
" My power is that Bird who sings for me all the time. She sings about the most wonderful and greatest feeling which lives in the heart of every alive creature, about the love. That love fulls me, it fulls every cell of mine, it spills over every lief, every vein...and I live and stand everything, I am becoming stronger and stronger every day," - the Tree answered.
Then the rain tryed to break Tree's power. It was pouring days and nights. But again nothing happened to the Tree.
"What gives you the power," - asked the rain.
"Do you see that beautiful, gorgeous Bird? She is always with me. She and her songs, her love to me bring me so much power every day," - said the tree with the great repture.
Then the drought tryed its best to smash Tree's spirit. But it didn't work out.
"What gives you the power," - asked the drought amazingly.
"My love! my love to this Bird who gave me so much heartfelt warmth!," - exulted the Tree.
Then it was the turn of thunder and lightning to try their power. But even their might could not break Tree's power.
"What gives you the power," - angrily they howled.
"My power is my beloved Bird. She loves me so much and I love Her! She is my friend, my beloved one, my supporter. She never leaves me, She is always with me! We see through all problems and misfortunes together. I can share my deepest thoughts with Her, She always understands me so well," - screamed the Tree.
Tree and Bird were the great team. Nobody could break their love, because love is the life, you loose it, you don't live. Love is the stronghold of lovers where they can find the protection, power, warmth and happiness.
But after all the desease wanted to try its strength. She knew that she was the most powerful of all elements. She could break the strongest spirit.
The Bird fell sick so much, She was dying. Their love couldn't cure her, because the desease was too strong.
The Tree was crying all the time, lieves dried up and lost their beautiful bright green colour. He was wispering: " Pls don't leave me, my Love! I need you! I need you more than ever! Pls, God, don't take my Love away! My Bird is my EVERYTHING! She doesn't live, I don't live either."...
The Bird died.
Today sad Tree is living alone. Every morning He is not woken up by the beautiful magnificent song of the Bird any more. He is just standing alone in the field rocking slightly in the wind. At night when it becomes dark and nobody can see the Tree, He is crying trying to cry out the pain which from now on will live in His soul forever.