One fine day, the prophet of love summoned his four apostles to bring forth,
the most lovable soul, the emissaries laughed for bestowing upon the task so
basal” how difficult it would be?” Grinned the one with an air of disdain but
with the task in hand and the urgency of the prophet, the four proponents glided
in opposite directions to search for the soul loveliest of all!
First encountered a lover embracing his beloved vowing to lay his humble life
for love, the apostle heavy-hearted flew back after making a note, the second
apostle came upon a man of who held an expensive banquet in the name of immortal
love, having made a note too he soared back on his winged clouds to the prophet.
The third prophet had a rare rendezvous with a blind poet, writing love ballads on
dry leaves, the apostle had tears in his eyes and feeling assured he met the most
lovable soul in the world, went back to the prophet. The last apostle wandering whole
day in vain discovered a farmer delicately burying a little pomegranate in moist soil
Bewildered for the apostle has never seen such sight went close and heard “my poor
baby pomegranate couldn’t breathe onslaught of storm anymore,” the apostle went
back to prophet disappointed for not meeting the lovable soul he bet. Each emissary
narrated shares of their soul’s glory, after a patient hearing, the prophet proclaimed
the humble farmer burying his pomegranate fruit of having the soul loveliest of all!
I wonder how you think. What is your inspiration. It is so profound and serene
Well my inspiration remains my mom’s many spirtual andcdotes, and this is one of that which infused with my very wild imagination! I am always dreaming a bliss and curse both!
Whatever you do, it is beautiful
Aww thanks a lot I heard once a story of abu bin Adam from mom similar to this and once heard a farmer actually lamenting loss of pomegranate I fused both and created in early hours of morning.
I have one word for you Magic. I am in love with your poetry.
That’s a big compliment, I am humbled that you like my work!
For sue undoubtedly. Keep weaving magic
Thanks dear you too keep knitting words
🌸🌸😊😊for sure
Thanks a lot Shantanu very kind of you to say, truly appreciate it!
Very beautiful.
Thanks a lot, truly appreciate it!
I was wondering where you were at that time. Farmer might have won second place. 🙂 .
Nice story. Liked it very much.
Ha ha thanks a lot, that is very kind of you to say. Well I was actually chatting with friends at that time as always!
Its okay. Loss is not yours.
Well now I am flattered. Thanks
You are welcome. And I believe in saying the truth.😉
😊🙏
That’s a beautiful tale, Tanya! ❤️
Long back my mom narrated me a tale similar and heard of a farmer, I just fused together. Thanks a lot for your kind remarks, truly appreciate it.
So much wisdom from your mom. You’re welcome, Tanya!
😊 thanks !
You’re welcome!
Mind blowing and definitely the thesaurus came handy
It’s based on a similar story that my mom narrated while growing up.