This is the tale of the wandering flower nectar. Once, there was a brave and heroic petunia seed. He was a little bit smaller than the other seeds. You see, because of this, Petunia seed felt a little inadequate. Indeed, the other seeds often even ridiculed him for his long and thin, feminine petals and his raiment of seed hair, which was thin and spotty. He didn't quite have a full head of seeds like Sunflower seed. True, he was different. He was small. But he always believed that one day, the seed God, Adwa, would do something great through him. For through Adwa, anything was possible. Reader, do you not remember the tale in the Scriptures of Adwa about Davith, the mustard seed who defeated a rock creature when he challenged the seed race? Oh! Those dreaded rock creatures! How large they were! When Davith used a sling to toss a wee piece of metal upon him, fracturing him into smithereens? Yes, Adwa can and does use the very smallest creature for His glory. And so, Petunia seed also believed one day, he would do grand things. It was not until the flower bed was ravished that he began his mission. See, one day, massive, horrible creatures, standing at enormous heights entered the flower patch. They seethed and spat about as they trampled the garden with their massive feet. There was much pandemonium that day. Many flowers were killed. And many tears were shed. A sad day it was. The flowers of the flowerbed were simply going about their daily business. It was when the avenger came! In the form of those feet. When the destruction ceased, only a few remained. There was rose petal. There was carnation nectar and there was dandelion seed. Well, it was decided amongst the survivors that a mighty quest need take place. For the flowers needed to find hope. They needed to find life. Ever since that day, where the mighty feet of destruction came, no living creature inhabited the flowerbed any longer. As for Petunia seed? What made him different? He had been pollinated earlier the season by a big ol' bumblebee. See, he was the hope of the flowerbed. So, rose petal, carnation nectar and dandelion seed protected him. Dandelion seed was the oldest of the four. He was a mighty teacher and leader amongst their ranks. He gave Petunia seed a map, telling him to keep it secret. This map, marked the promised land. See, the mighty quest they were about to undertake was in search of a new flowerbed. A new home. And so, in a gust of wind, they gathered up their belongings and caught up in the breeze.
"Oh no!" Dandelion seed cried, " we are headed in the wrong direction!"
Suddenly, the gust of breeze changed course and they set out the right path... They were flying southward.
Through the jets of air current they saw around them, a world full of insects and debris filled the skies. They were a flight. They flew for hours. There was no stopping them now. Except hunger and exhaustion. And so, they floated down together, holding petals and descended slowly atop of little pebble. Here, as they hunkered together to stay warm in the breeze over the clearing, they were shocked at what they saw. From the other side of the pebble, a massive spider creeped his many, many legs over himself until he stood before the four intrepid travelers.
"Hmm, well then... I have never seen ones quite like you..." Spider rele as sed a tremulous hiccough of laughter and continued, "methinks yousa' look good in mah' belly!" He guffawed and reached out his front legs. He grabbed Rose petal and Carnation nectar. Dandelion seed and Petunia seed rushed behind Spider, collected some sticky and gooey web of Spider's home and rushed back. Together, they crafted a net and smothered Spider's face until he couldn't see. Spider collapsed and sat still. He began to weep. Carnation nectar comforted him. Spider said, "Nobody understands what it's like to be a spider. I don't mean to be mean. It's just... It's just, I have got all of these babies to feed." He revealed a sack of eggs under the pebble. Dandelion seed removed the net from his face so he could see again.
Carnation nectar said, "We understand your dilemma. See, our flowerbed was destroyed and we need to rebuild our home. We are looking for a new flowerbed."
Spider eyed them curiously, winked 6 of his beady eyes and said, "Well well well..." The flower seeds winced at these words. " Just so happens," Spider continued, I know a place for ones like you. It's over the rainbow and across the mountain. Glorious it be. Garden of Adwa, they call it."
And so, flower petals lifted up in the wind once again and flew, flew, flew. They were quite high up in the sky, when Carnation nectar spotted a large piece of greenery. His nectary jaw dropped as he simply pointed to it. The seeds reshaped aerodynamically and followed the wind course to this greenery.
Next, skies grew dark, winds increased. How terrifying the skies grew. And in five minutes, the winds were unbearable. Massive pellets of water fell. The flower seeds descended and took shelter under a rocky crag.
When the skies cleared up, the sun came out, they came from their shelter and shook off. On the horizon, a swarm of something seemed to be approaching. There was a tremendous and glorious buzzing. Until it became evident that they were honey bees. The flower seeds stood up and waved as the honey bees passed. One noticed the seeds. Then another. Then another. They fell from the sky and they met one another in mid air. They did a tremendous dance in the sky. Never before was there such a moment of pure bliss and complete joyful love as that moment when the seeds were pollinated by the honey bees.
When the bees left, a gentle wind began. A zephyr bristling over the fibres of their being. They stood, caught up in the wind and rose high, where they flew, flew, flew. Towards this remarkable patch of greenery. Petunia seed took the map out given to him by Dandelion seed and it confirmed the spot. As they approached, the massive trees loomed. Over the clouds. Perennial and wonderful vine plants met the trees high up.
Until, they saw it. A glorious, massive field of soil. Fresh and with water next to it. The sunlight filtered through these trees like jets of golden life..
And so, the flower seeds, Petunia seed, Rose petal, Carnation nectar and Dandelion seed all fell from the sky, pollinated, and buried themselves deep within the soil. And so, the story of the flowerseed, the flowerbed and of life itself carries on. To tell another story.
Fin.
