The Pathways That Freed

Part one🌿

The pathways were made of the friendliest, mouldable heavy pure soil. Arrays of flowers around the fenced structure constructed with iron and steel left the atmosphere cool and sweet. The whole garden smelt of fresh mentholated fragrance. It was a spectacular feeling. Birds flew with much freedom; as if they were born in a land of no worries. But truly then, there was nothing to be worried about, only an instruction that was meant to be obeyed with everything and all that they had if they knew there was going to be anything as loss, pain, bondage, death, abuse, sorrow, scarcity, fear, mention it, all negative traits of man and negative traits from nature and curse.
The vinedresser was a very comfortable man in his uncovered attire. He roamed about and when it was time to work, he named, tended, watered, and cared for all in his care. He had a very tender spirit that most animals watched in admiration, and then one day, something happened: he was blessed on that beautiful day, the day he was given a mate to tend the garden with.
He exulted greatly, the whole trees felt the happiness, the birds in their beautiful colours of green, red, blue, orange, purple, etc all danced to the rhythm of the beat of the wind whose melody the hibiscus, rose, crocus, buttercup, daffodil, flamboyant, morning glory, marigold, snowdrop, primrose, honeysuckle, jasmine and all the other flowers: spread their petals to and smiled widely.
The truth was that as they celebrated, one cursed creature stood, and watched in mockery the scene and arena; as it skimmed plans to bring collapse to the whole system. Yes, it happened. That day melted the heart of all and made the vine dresser lose so much he never fathomed.