My Stories
Coconut
Story
On
a small Island, in the middle of the lone, sandy beach, far out in the bright
blue ocean, stood a beautiful, lonely coconut tree. It looked magnificent with
its huge trunk and its long leaves in different colours of the day.
This
tree was special for many reasons and stood there all alone for many
years. Its leaves would sway in rhythm
to the wind making the tree bend gently at the top, like it was reaching out to
the sky.
The
coconut tree would look up to the sky and silently pray, “Oh Sweet Mother
Nature please make me a family, I don’t care much what the family looked like, but
give me a family that I can love and be loved”.
The
coconut tree was so lonely on the beautiful beach that the beauty of all the
nature didn’t keep it happy as it was all alone and nobody to share, it needed
some friends and family.
The
evening sky that was painted with hues of red, with clouds clinging to the
bright end of the day as the sun passed over the coconut tree.
But
what was most special about this lovely tree was it’s magical seeds. The seeds would create everlasting life in
the human who consumed the seeds, but the tree did not know that this was
special.
The
coconuts would glow every time someone touched the tree, and sometimes the sand
and wind would create a misty hand that would caress the tree, and the coconuts
would glow beautiful colors reflected in the ocean.
Oh
please sky—make me a family, so that I can glow and remain forever
beautiful.
One
day the wind changed direction, and the sea spray blew strongly into the leaves
of the coconut tree, and the smell was very different. What is that mysterious
smell?
Almost
out of nowhere a small boat came floating to the beach, surprisingly there was
no one inside the boat. The tree was so
disappointed (as he sighed a big coconut tree sigh).
But
floating above the boat was a very interesting object. It looked so familiar—what was it? No way—a golden coconut. The tree gently bent over in the breeze and
fumbled for the words—are you a coconut, where did you come from, where is your
tree?
The
golden coconut let go one shiny tear, and kindly replied—I don’t know, I have
never had a tree.
The
coconut tree replied—
You
are most welcome to join with me and my lovely glowing coconuts.
The
golden coconut said nothing, and gently dug a warm and mossy hole for itself
and cuddled in beside its new friend.
The
golden coconut had a small surprise, as a tender green stalk emerged from the
coconut. It grew and grew under the
shade of the larger tree, protected by the soft sea winds and kissed by the
blue water. As it grew, its leaves would
touch the larger tree, and bring to life the glowing coconuts. As the coconuts glowed for many days, they
would drop to the ground and grow more and more trees. These trees were
magical, and had eternity and everlasting life to be together and to be a
family.
The
grand old coconut tree would raise its leaves to the sky every night and thank Mother
Nature for the gift of a family.
Dear Avani what a delightful and sensitive story.i just loved it and read it through twice so far. I can see your smiling face reading the story like you read the poem remember? Your a wonderful writer. God bless.
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely story. Great Job Avani.
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