The Teaset And The Rosebush

Date: October 6th, 2016

Previously on PZ: Ursuline Tales 04: Saint Became A Lush

 

Once a teaset rested on a table beside a rosebush and a jar of some of its clippings, admiring the sunset & the cosmos above the clouds. The steaming tea sighed with pleasure and the fragrant roses bobbed happily in the disappearing sunlight.

Teapot: "No, I cannot allow you to leave me - you shall get cold as soon as I pour you out!"

Tea: "Yes, I shall enjoy my time with you, yet eventually I must go - your purpose is to care for me, until I leave to go take care of those in want of curing. My purpose is to heal the soul, and so you see, I cannot remain here forever."

 

And so said the rosebush to its own cuttings happy to be in a jar, who answered in the same way as the tea -

Rosebush: "How dreadful a thing it is for one to be stuck within a jar of water! I cannot believe you are happy."

Roses In Jar: "Believe in my happiness, dear mother, for I have enjoyed my time with you indeed. You have cared for me well, and so I am strong as oak while beautiful as glass. My purpose is to heal the soul, and so you see, I cannot remain here forever."

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