, en especial a la amiga
, quien nos motiva a crear un cuento con esta maravillosa iniciativa REINVENT-ARTE. Encantada de participar en esta interesante actividad y aprovecho la oportunidad de invitar a
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Greetings to friends of thecommunity, especially to friend
, who motivates us to create a story with this wonderful initiative REINVENT-ARTE. Delighted to participate in this interesting activity and I take the opportunity to invite
and
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Mirasoly is a very beautiful plant, with a delicate stem and beautiful leaves of very peculiar shapes that make it look very striking. Its slender stem gives it an air of slenderness and at the same time of freshness thanks to its beautiful and very bright green suit.
Mirasoly is always radiant, you can appreciate its splendor both in its leaves and in the beautiful mustard-colored flowers that adorn it.
In time, this young and beautiful plant realized that it had the power to remain eternally lush, regardless of climate, soil and the onslaught of time.
The other plants that surrounded her could see her sober, with an imposing look that only beauty and youth can give her.
Many plants came to the garden alone, thanks to the process of pollination. They asked themselves: how did I get here, they were lost, confused, not knowing what their meaning was in this life. As the days passed, they understood that they were plants and their mission was to provide oxygen and life on earth.
The sun watched them from afar, but sometimes it got bored and came a little closer to make friends. The rays intensified so much that some plants could not stand it and died. Others could withstand it but felt they were dying, screamed for help and then perished irremediably.
The soursop tree, an edible fruit with many seeds inside, was the largest tree in that lovely garden and silently observed everything. One day, he couldn't stand his curiosity and asked:
- Mirasoly, it's admirable how you always keep yourself radiant. How do you do it?.
- I don't know," answered the beautiful plant, full of intense mustard-colored flowers. She herself had no idea of this extraordinary privilege.
- Look at flirtatious," said the tree that was already intercalating its leaves between yellow and green, "she died, but she left a legacy that has already begun to sprout.
An old cousin of coquette, rosita, was in the autumn of her life, the end was near but she did not stop giving her opinion:
- We see that the garden needs good soil, so our companions are leaving us. The sun is our ally, but it is better to keep it away," she said sadl.
The sun was beating hard, so hard that the vicariate plants exclaimed in chorus that it was inclement. When they saw it coming, they felt that death was caressing them, first in a very subtle way, and later, totally inhospitable. However, no one dared to tell him how much he hurt them when he came too close. Already in the distance, in the place it occupies in the galaxy, the rays almost ignite the skin of those pale green leaves.
The other plants did not understand how Mirasoly could always look so beautiful, she had a super power, it was evident, although it was not known where it came from.
- We helped Mirasoly, she often listened to the neat flower of that little garden. But she could do nothing and she was distressed, she was really filled with sadness.
The middle-aged soursop tree was trying to calm her down:
I know that you are of noble heart, and although your power to keep yourself beautiful is great, you cannot help others, or perhaps you do not know how to do it. And to give comfort to that golden heart, she exclaimed, "Don't feel guilty!.
That night, Mirasoly did not sleep, she thought of her privilege but also of the wretched life of others. She asked fervently, without knowing to whom, to give her the power to help her sisters in nature. From so much thinking, very tired, she fell asleep and dreamed a beautiful dream. She walked among the plants and they rose from that deadly end and came back to life.
It was beautiful, she believed it was true until the birds singing and the warmth of the sun woke her up. How sad, it was only a dream, she was overcome with anguish, nostalgia and frustration, she could not stand it any longer and burst into tears.
The soursop tree tried to console her, but she could not find the right words to stop that sea of tears.
Her tears flooded part of the garden, of course, without exaggeration, a small glistening stream adorned the ground and blended sublimely with the soil and the plants. Then the unthinkable happened, the dying plants began to rejuvenate and the soil became fertile.
While Mirasoly could not walk as in her dreams, her tears could heal and make real what in one night presented itself in her subconscious as an unattainable fantasy. She was truly happy.
The sun that was watching everything from above came to talk to everyone and find out what had happened. It was there that Mrasoly, very brave, stopped him and dared to do what no one had ever done, talk to him.
- You can't come so close my dear sun, you are good, but your rays already burn us from afar, up close you kill us. Do it for us, you're an unreachable star and that's your place.
The sun was stunned, but he understood, he did not feel sad because he knew that Mirasoly was right and it was for the good of everyone.
The aloe plants resisted the heat, but applauded Mirasoly's action. The middle-aged tree looked at her happily and could only express with tear-filled eyes : - I am very proud of you.
Her power was not only for herself, for her benefit. Thanks to her tears the garden was rejuvenated, and yes, she could help others, her super power was not just a matter of vanity with a view to selfishness. Just by crying she could do it, only that from now on those tears were of joy, for the satisfaction of being able to help her neighbor.
She smiled, looked at the tree and said, "What good is power to me if I can't help others. Doing good is the motto.
Todas las fotografías son originales, tomadas con mi celular Xiaomi Redmi 9. Las ediciones las hice con la aplicación Foto Collage y PicAap
All photos are original, taken with my Xiaomi Redmi 9 cell phone. The editions were made with the application Foto Collage y PicAap.
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El traductor utilizado fue deepl
The translator used was deepl
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