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Monday, January 11, 2021

The Apple Tree on the Hill

An apple tree grew up alone; until settlers came, and a french village was created.


( written by Marco Aurélio based on a painting by Lucas Aurélio. Front cover. )

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( original painting - The Apple Tree on the Hill by Lucas Aurélio )


THE APPLE TREE

( written by Marco Aurélio based on a painting by Lucas Aurélio )


Once upon a time...

there was a tree. 1

She lived for awhile 2

with nothing around her, 3

nothing at all. 4




She stood there, 5

all night,         6

all day , 7

against the blue sky    8

that a hand drew    9

( a hand on the right corner of the page is finishing coloring the blue )



She stood on the grass 10

under the sun 11

under the rain 12

under the stars 13

alone...         14

until they came. 15


She couldn’t see them 16

she had no idea who they were 17

but she could feel them 18

as much as she feels you 19

little child 20

staring at her now. 21

( looking straight at reader )


She looked around 22

knowing that they were there 23

she felt them grabbing her branches 24

pulling her down 25

she felt heavy. 26




They said nothing 27

but they didn’t fool her 28

she knew that they were there 29

she could smell them. 30


Every now and then 31

she heard a thump 32

and another...             33

and another 34

until all of the sudden 35

she saw one of them 36



it jumped to the ground 37

one by one 38

and with each passing day 39

she felt lighter and lighter 40

and she was now sure she wasn’t crazy 41

they were stuck on her 42

she was was sure of it. 43


She didn’t know why 44

but she felt better now 45

with all those little red things 46

fallen to the ground.  47


And when the crows came, 48

and began taking those red things away, 49



she had a strange feeling 50

that she had done something 51

something she didn’t quite understand 52

something bigger than herself 53

she felt one with all that surrounded her 54

and she realized that all had always been there 55

around her 56



the butterflies, the worms, the crows, the wind 57

but she was too busy inside her mind to notice 58

and now.... 59

...she was alone no more. 60