Let me tell you a story that happened not so long ago, in a kingdom not so far away. Let me tell you about a seedling that took root but a stone’s throw from all the others, yet there were times when she felt twenty thousand leagues under the sea. When the other trees would laugh so would the seedling, losing her voice amongst the chorus of rustling leaves. Around her, the forest breathed as one – and yet the seedling often found herself a heartbeat too late, one solstice too soon.
Let me tell you the story of the hiveless bee who happened one spring upon the seedling’s extraordinary blooms. This strange little bee hummed just a pitch above all the others. For she saw colors that the others bees could not. In the grass, she saw ten thousand shades of green; in the sky, fifty thousand shades of blue.
To the seedling, said the bee, “You’re a flower, not a tree. And I’ve been scouring the forest for a flower just like you.”
And just like that, the seedling was born anew.
Author’s Note: Inspired entirely by my friendship with none other than Megan Tang (read her blog!)