Two trees got into an
argument once.
A fiery and intractable
debate stretched on for decades.
Until, though they had before been best of
friends,
They now stood at
loggerheads,
Each refusing to budge.
They turned away from one another, and
For a thousand years, were
silent.
Seasons passed.
Birds flew by along long arcs.
Snows fell,
storms came and went, the
sun shone.
And then, one of the two grew
ill.
The other began to feel a pang of
realization.
Which grew into a trifling of
concern.
Which, nurtured by old
memories, grew into
Shame and
forgiveness and
love.
The tree turned to nurture his friend back to
health.
And,
recovery following, they rekindled their dear friendship.
It was as if they'd never argued at all.
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