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A poet acquired a piece of land in the middle of the mountains. A place to
dream, write and inebriate the soul.
He didn't intend to touch
anything. God, after all, had made everything so beautiful already. The stream
of crystalline water descending from the top of the mountain forming
waterfalls and icy backwaters. Ferns, aprons, profuse princess earrings. Green
fields, embroidered with tiny flowers. And huge trees where all kinds of
flowers grew.
A piece of heaven full of beauty and life.
But
in this beautiful place, there was a bad hill. So bad that not even the grass
would grow.
The poet looked at that land, apparently useless, and
decided to give nature a helping hand.
He thought he could plant
pine trees. A forest full of pine trees, with its crowning crowns, arms raised
to the sky, as if asking for blessings.
He asked the local people
but no one approved the idea. Pine trees, they said, would take a long time to
grow. Why even bother planting them? As the poet was not so young, he was told
that he would certainly not even see the grown pines.
Furthermore,
you cannot cut trees here, they said. It is protected by law and cutting trees
is a crime. So why plant pine trees if they cannot be cut? After all, only cut
are they worth money as can they be sold.
The poet was advised to
plant eucalyptus instead. They grow up fast, and make a profit on the third
year.
The poet returned to his home thinking that he and his
neighbors were from different worlds.
He was a being from the
forest, unhurried, like the seeds placed in the soil. He wanted to see, small
and enjoy the colorful and fragrant spectacle of the lush forest.
His neighbors though, only thought of quick profit, money in the bank. They
only had commerce and business in mind. That's why they thought that planting
an eucalyptus, a tree that can be cut in three years was much more important
than a pine tree that cannot be cut in even fifty years!
And the
poet reflected that men who only think about profit, lost the meaning and
beauty of life.
He remembered those who look at a huge redwood
forest and find that property inhabited only by trees is a terrible waste. In
their concept, it would be much better to burn the entire forest and transform
it into a luxurious condominium.
After thoughtful consideration the
poet decided to plant pine trees. Whether he gets to see them grown up or not,
it doesn't matter. It is important that he sowed hope and life that will be
able to rejoice other eyes and hearts in the future.
Conclusion
Jesus taught us
that wherever your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Is your heart in life, beauty or profit?
Do you want a land full of wonders where our children can live, be enchanted and breathe fresh air or you are simply looking for a place to enjoy everything possible, as quickly as you can?
It only depends on you to decide whether to plant pine trees or eucalyptus in the land of your heart.
