It grows in the backyard, our very own Kalpavriksha, the tree of fulfilment of wishes and desires.
We noticed it the day we moved in, the cylindrical trunk with thick tapering branches, like an ‘upside-down tree’. The bark greyish brown variously folded and seamed from years of growth.
‘I am bored I wish I had friends here’.
Explore the tree we said and up in its branches the neighbouring boys came into sight and the start of summers of friendship.
Our mind is the Kaplavriksha, rather than asking for a wish: you could actually make it happen if you so desired.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100
When you think about it trees appear in myths and legends from around the world. They form the bridge between worlds, real and imaginary, as sources of life and wisdom, and as a symbol of life and fertility. And the basis of this week's contribution by the Fictioneers :-)