The Bird's Song - A Tale of Trees and Birds

Once, there was a great forest of oaks and ash trees, rosewoods, maple trees and perhaps even a sycamore or two. This forest was situated at the base, and all up one side of a great Mountain called Temporal  And in this forest, there was an old, respectable looking tree named Rykard. And oh, he was a smart one, he was. As he stood with his root going down deep into the earth, he examined everything around him. He was a teacher of the laws of nature, as he could observe them.

Every year, he watched as he and his fellow trees flourished in the spring. Oh how beautiful the forest was in the spring; as the radiant sunlight seeped through the leaves and tumbled in between them to shine on all the flowers and shrubbery. Rabbits, squirrels, and other wildlife also went to and fro about the forest floor. And many a robin, and many a lark, and cardinal, and sparrow made sweet songs in the air, which was filled also with the sweet smell of living trees, and plants, and flowers blown in the breeze

But Rykard became indignant toward the song that some of the birds were singing. As late summer waned into early autumn, they were singing about another side of the Mountain. And as the story in the song told, that other side was inhabited by trees called Evergreens. And the Evergreens on the other side of the Mountain called their home Eternal  instead of Temporal.

"Quiet now!" Rykard said to the birds, as the tweeted around his branches. And he shook his leaves at them as they sang. "There is no other side of the Mountain! And even if there were, I know that there can be no such things as these 'Evergreens' as you call them. Even now you can see that our leaves are turning yellow and red. Soon they will be brown, and fallen off. This is how things work. No tree stays green all the time."

And he seemed to himself to be right. After all; every winter, the stern, rocky side of Mount Temporal showed itself hard and cold through the barren branches of the trees, their once-vibrant lives held in gloomy suspension. And Rykard insisted that if the forest began to believe in Evergreens, they would stop producing acorns and soon the whole forest would fade into oblivion.

As time passed, however, a rottenness ate away at Rykard, and soon he no longer thrived any time of the year. And the planter of the forest came to cut him down.

But Rykard's speech against the birds germinated in the minds of younger trees. And they remembered his call to silence them for the sake of the forest. The new generation of trees became even more inflamed against the birds and their song. They made a law that they would not allow the birds to nest in their branches anymore. And if any flew near them and in among their boughs, they would shake them out.

As time went on, the birds found themselves welcome with fewer and fewer trees in the forest. And eventually, some of the trees began to whack at the birds with their branches, and kill them. And so they did just as some ancient generations of trees, long since fallen and rotted away, had done; long before Rykard was ever a seedling germinating in the earth. 

Some owls and eagle called out to the forest planter concerning this matter. And he knew already about it, as he walked in the forest and knew its history from the time he planted it. And when it was high time, and summer was passed, he sent woodsmen in to up-root, haul away, and burn every tree that had bird's blood on it's branches. Then he brought small Evergreens from the other side of the Mountain and planted them to replace those that had been destroyed. And from that time, all the Mountain and surrounding land was called by the name Eternal.

The End.

Some Helpful Notes

1. The forest planter represents Jesus. Yes, I did make up the title "forest planter". I don't know if anyone has ever had such a title.

2. The birds represent those who present the gospel message.

3. The trees represent those who hear the gospel message, whether they receive it or reject it.

4. The reference to some of the trees falling and rotting away, or rotting and then falling, implies Divine judgement.