Seeds of Love

majestic tree

Firelight stories told around the lake tell and retell the legend of two lovers, eloping across the lake only to be caught in a late summer storm. The closest place to land was a small barren island open to the whip of an angry wind, and the cold needles of rain. He helped her to the uppermost reaches away from the frothing, wild waves, and held her within his arms as the storm raged unabated.

Midday the next day the storm finally broke and the girl’s father wasted no time putting out all boats in a search for his daughter. It was his neighbor who found the smashed remains of the couple’s boat floating around the small island jutting out of the lake. Quickly he called to the girl’s father and within moments the father put his boat to shore and surged up to the emptiness above. Long moments he stood in the fading light watching the waves lap against the shoreline knowing he had arrived too late…

Life went on and with the coming of the new Spring two shoots surge upward toward the warming sun, leaning close together they grow undisturbed in the sun’s warmth and in the winter they shelter together in the snow.  Time passes and they grown stronger intertwining until they become one tree, inseparable.   A testament to love? Perhaps, but then again the practical say it could have been seed pods left by the father’s boots…

Which do you believe?