The Walking Pinetree

" - Who is that ?

- Big Zoard, the Walking Pinetree.

- He can walk?!

- He can. Once upon a time he asked a fairy to let him wander. He did not want to stand on a rocky hillside next to the Oak and the Beech, looking always at the same valley, the same river. “But there is nothing more beautiful –told him the fairy - than watching a valley for three hundred years. It doesn’t worth watching for a minute, twenty years is very short but three hundred… that’s something! But Big Zoard did not listen to her. “All right – said the fairy – you can go.” And Big Zoard started at once. He strolled the desert sand, the coasts of seas, many islands in the South and in the freezing North. Perhaps there is nowhere left where he did not go. However, all of a sudden his heart started to ache. He would have loved to see the valley, and the river again, talk with the Oak and the Beech. He got up and went home. He has feet, he could do it. Once home, he felt that it is not the same valley, not the same river and the Oak and the Beech aren’t the same either. “This is not the place where I was born!” – he shouted and started off to search for that certain valley and that certain river, the Oak and the Beech. He wandered and wandered around the world, without stopping. But how could have he found what he was looking for? He got tired, he grew sad.

- And then you have met.

- Yes - said Mikkamakka - we have.

- Does he feel good among you?

- He can wander as he pleases, he can stand as he pleases. - said Mikkamakka - Maybe sometimes he feels like leaving.

- So how come he doesn't leave?

Mikkamakka smiled.

- Because he knows that we need him. "

happy birthday, nanaimo! :-)

from here. translation by lynx.

- Because he knows that we need him.