The APIARY - Chapter I - LANDSCAPING: (Fragment) - XII
THE APIARYChapter I:
LANDSCAPING
(Fragment)
XII.
" In order for you to understand, my dear Woman, that you do not know what Man is at all, and you only seem to know him, from an imagination being nurtured in your heart, I will tell you a story:
There was once a woman who in the pride of her heart thought that she knew everything that was happening in the garden of the soul that was given to her by God, but from the conceit of her mind sinking in vanity, when a man joined her, by God's permission, she came to believe that she knew better how to take care of his own soul garden, even better than he would care himself. And so it happens that she planted a tree, one of a kind, a rare one, in the garden of the soul of the man who joined her, in the union; the years passed, and she still took care of that tree, even together with the man who was subject to her, obeying her out of the love he felt for her, although did not wanted woman to command him, accepting all, for the sake of her soul; the woman, satisfied for ruling in all the way, over his will, giving him everything what she thought was best for the tree’s growth. Or, the tree grew for years, but it still did not bear fruit. Sometimes, it still gave flowers, but those were immediately passed away, withering without setting any fruit.
And then, she blamed the man, that his soul is not fruitful, because the tree she planted for her dreams, was one of a kind that no one had known, except her. And that man, unjustly accused, resigns himself, taking away the guilt, without to even argue, in a clear acceptance of one’s truth, as if in the end, they to split up, breaking the union, and each one goes its own way. She, the woman, very angry because she met the wrong man, - saying to herself, - and the man, remained troubled, with a guilt to bear, without looking for another recognition, other than he feeling responsible for such a twist of fate. The years passed, and the woman, having found no one worthy of her, counting measures and values, as entrusted to her, - thus, the age of giving birth in the womb passed, and she, remaining without the blessing of a child, began to harbor anger , on any man she encounter. While the man, in his guilt, isolating himself more and more, withdrawing from the way of the world, considered his unworthiness, - the woman who had left him, deepened her state of mind, her anger becoming hatred, that afterwards, out of revenge, she would blame all men, considering them unworthy of all what is her, and the cause of her unhappiness, measuring them by the pride of her heart and weighing them with the conceit of her mind sinking in vanity, until at last, when she saw himself alone, after years and years, to blame life, fate, and even God.
During all this time, the man deigned to find a wife, with whom he could get along so well, that he would forget the bitterness that consumed a good part of his life, as well as the guilt that was once being brought to him. He and her wife had two beautiful children, a boy and a girl, who grew up in good order, watched over by a mother who loved them, alongside a husband and father who protected them. The years passed, and at one point, when they were all leaving the church, they met the one from his distant past on the way, and she did not recognize him, but only his enlightened heart, knowing her, - and when he heard her blaspheming God, he stopped, apologizing to his wife, to whisper softly to the unworthy woman: God gave you a tree of the best variety, but you did not know how to thank Him, seeking a pollinator, so that it bears fruit, - may your ignorance be forgiven!.. - and only then, she realizes the truth. She was in tears, finally humbled. And then God blessed her, easing such much burdened soul."
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