PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
Samil (a weasel) lived in the roots of the tree. One winter the tree literally froze with needles of ice hanging from each of its nodes.
Samil cozy in its hole with his thick fur and plenty of food – felt sorry for the tree. The tree sensing its thought retorted …… I am compassion personified – please do not pity me.
Yet, the supreme one has done immense injustice with your type. You provide fruit and shelter to all yet bear all hardships without a complaint. Very unfair!
Not at all – dear Samil. We are blessed with eternal life as reward.
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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.