The Boy In The Wood

Greed

The mystic seed wasn’t just a seed, it was the lost hope of the universe, but the scholars and the wise didn’t understand that greed was a bad thing to savor. Back in the woods, life was darker than it was when I got there, things were beginning to come to life.

But I hope the hope of mankind and that of the lost land will one day be restored, the boy thought to himself. Hope and greed are powerful energies that, if joined together, will bring tremendous results. The chaos of the world today and the cries of the needy and suffering have made hope lose hope and the hopeless remain in a state of tears and regrets.

The mystic seed, if found, will bring hope again, but I wonder if it will be found, why not? It could, nothing is impossible in a world full of hope and mystic seeds. They needed to understand that in that forest of hopelessness hope could be found even in the smallest of things, like the sand, for they had life in them. But because they all wanted to prove to themselves that they each had something which the other didn’t have, they fought to have what they didn’t have and so, greed and lack of proof jumped in and corrupted the heart of man and took all that which's made life worth fighting, lost in the sand and abandoned forest which right now saves as a prove of man betrayal to the universe.

I don’t want to be a part of this world, but I am already in the world. What will I do to make it worth living? Oh yes, I can. I need to discover this mystic seed. All it requires is energy to energy to energy, the forest has everything necessary to make and life worth living again.

The woods are fun, making you happy and giving you all that you ever and would want, as far as life is willing to make you theirs. Seeing how beautiful the trees and plants and grass are brought hope and lost stories of travelers who passed there. I am not one of them, the boy said, but I would love to rediscover what was left untapped in the woods. It’s my calling to restore the mystic seed and bring back life and hope again.

I don’t care how long it’s going to take me, but knowing this, there is nothing as important as knowing what you are good at, and being good at making things happen, even if they don’t seem to make way. There is always hope hidden in the deepest of the ground. I know, so I don’t think so.

The forest has it all, all types of life and creatures are found in the woods with each having one special attribute to the next. That’s what makes it unique to celebrate the splendor of life. We must not forget to acknowledge life’s faithfulness towards us and also, in our time of distress and frustration, there will always be hope, no matter how far it gets or how far it goes. Life will never cease to amaze us because we are what we think and make of.