The Green Garden Invitation

The Last Breeze

On a fine morning

Tree: "Ah, what a splendid day! The morning light feels so warm—perfect for growth."

Wind: "Hmm... It’s rather dull today. I’m not sure I can even stir."

Tree: "You’re here early! Any news from distant lands?"

Wind: "Well, there’s a remarkable tree on Seventh Street. It’s quite a competitor, you know."

Tree: "Oh, don’t tease me! But it’s always a pleasure to see you, even with your news."

Wind: "I wish I could say I’m glad to be here, but alas, here I am."

The wind sits quietly on the tree.

Tree: "Everything seems to be changing in this world, even the seasons feel different."

Wind: "Yes, but it’s not our fault, is it?"

Tree: "Do you not enjoy this world?"

Wind: "I’m not sure. It’s hard to say."

The forest listens intently.

The next day, the wind takes a break. In its absence, the tree is cut down by humans.

Wind [returning]: "Where are you, friend? It’s so quiet without you."

Silence deepens.

Wind: "No... this can’t be real. Tell me it isn’t true!"

The forest weeps for the loss.

In its grief, the wind becomes a storm, raging through the forest.

Forest [gently touching the wind]: "The tree left a message for you."

Wind: "Is he...?"

Forest: "The tree said to cherish this world and to never cause harm to others."

The wind, unable to accept the message, rages on.

Forest: "Calm yourself, Wind. Your anger won’t bring him back. He is gone, but there are other trees who need your gentle touch."

Wind: "But no other tree can replace him. How do I cope with this loss?"

As the wind cries and lashes out, soft whispers from the tree reach it.

Tree (whispering): "It’s okay."

The wind gradually calms down.

Wind [to itself]: "Forgive me, old friend. I never meant for it to end this way."

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