Do you know what happens when a flower is dreaming?
This is not something that happens a lot, especially not these days, when most flowers have already grown weary of the way the world goes. But sometimes every flower is dreaming, for it is their time to live secret wishes. Some of the luckier flowers are dreaming quite frequently, the ones who are not that lucky might only happen to dream once a year. Maybe they can only fall into a sleep deep enough for dreaming in the night of the year’s second full moon, and maybe they are to dream every first Saturday of the month. The world of the flowers is a mysterious one, and it’s not one to be understood easily, it’s not one to find rules for easily. It actually is almost impossible for a human being to understand the nature of a flower. Maybe that is why we have not yet found out about their true selves.
So then, do you know what happens when a flower dreams?
No?
I guessed so.
I hope that you can keep a secret, for actually this story is one of them in this world.
Whenever a flower is dreaming, there is a fairy born.
And if now you object saying that this can’t be true, because there are so many fairies, and we always need them to keep our nature alive… Well, then I want to remind you that there are quite many flowers on the face of the earth, and at least a third of them might always happen to be asleep, dreaming! If you don’t believe me, go and ask your parents! They will tell you that, the same time it might be day at your place, it always is in the middle of the night somewhere else!
But anyways: With every flower’s dream, there is a fairy born. But I guess that you can also imagine that a fairies life is not lasting very long, as it only lasts as long as the flower is dreaming.
But don’t be sad! A fairy never really dies! When the flower’s dream has ended, also the appearance of the fairy is over, but its soul is not gone. They are resting, and you can find them in the tiniest things. In the extra strong smell of a beautiful flower, in the glimmering of a small diamante, in the most colourful of all the birds in the garden, you will find them. They are everywhere, and they are lighting candles and singing in the wind, even when there is no flower dreaming them to life.
So, this might be one of the most precious stories hidden behind the invisible door right in front of our noses, leading to hidden paths that are spread all over the world; the paths of the mysterious, the paths of the unseen.
All I ask of you now is to keep the secret.
Don’t tell anyone that you know what happens when the flowers fall asleep. But maybe, from time to time, think twice before stumping on a flower.