There was a couple
who planted a tree in a mountain.
The mountain was hollow.
There was no water,
no other pants and trees,
no other living and non-living creatures.
The couple left the mountain after they plant it.
They always visit it everyday.
They took good care of it.
Water it,
kill the pests that surrounds it,
and so on.
Then few months later,
the tree starts to grow.
The tree grew beautifully
and unique
than any other trees.
As the tree grows,
plants starts to grow
and many creatures starts to live in the mountain.
A few years later,
the hollow mountain became a forest.
A beautiful forest.
The tree grew strong and healthy,
surrounded by other creatures.
The tree
is not alone anymore.
The couple visited the tree they took care of
and mesmerized by the sight of it.
It was dazzling
and stood out
among the rest.
They were happy and proud because they made a tree
and gave a beautiful life to it.
As the couple introduces their beautiful tree,
many people started to visit it.
They were happy like the couple and it was eye-catching.
The tree grows
and grows
for many years
and the tree started to mature.
The couple has to visit other places and have a short vacation there.
They trusted the people so much.
They didn't knew
that something will happen to it while they're away.
The people were so attracted to the tree
that they planned to steal it away
by cutting it down.
The tree was incredibly strong and huge
so it will take them time to cut it down.
Everyday,
they visit it and cut it down
without everyone knowing.
The plants,
creatures,
and other trees
started to die or leave as the tree started to be cut off.
The mountain had slowly eaten by the darkness.
The lifespan of the tree slowly diminishing
and its stamina started to weaken.
The tree became weak
and weak.
The roots of it
started to loosen its grip
but the tree chose to stand still
even though
it was hard for it to stay strong.
It took months for the tree
to hold still until the time came,
it gave up
and finally, left
that hollow mountain that was once paradise
and life
to other living and non-living things
and now turned
to a hollow one
again.
I am the tree
that was destroyed
by humans.
BINABASA MO ANG
Drafts of the Soul
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