Once upon a time there was a little girl, who lived deep in a forest. A path led by her house, often travelled by marketers.
Day and night, night and day it would rain on her forest, darkening the sky and damping the soil.
Every day and every night the girl would look up at the skies and wish
“Oh heavens, open up your gloomy gates and show me the smiling face of the sun.”
But her prayers went unanswered.
Until one day a hungry traveller asked her for something to eat
“I can pay!” He offered.
The little girl gave him a piece of cake and he paid her in seeds for her empty garden. In gratitude and happiness she gave him a kiss goodbye and watched him leave forever.
She planted the seeds in her garden. The rain would water them and her smile would warm them and she sang to them every day.
Until one day they broke the soil and climbed out as freshly green young plants. This first achievement made the girl laugh and cry in happiness. She took to caring for the little seedlings with more love and care, now that they had seen the light of day.
And without the girl noticing the days grew warmer and sunnier day by day, night by night.
Until one fine morning the seedlings opened up into beautiful, fine sunflowers and delighted their mistress with their vibrant colour.
That day more than any day before, did the girl remember the hungry traveller and wished he could see the fruits of his and her labour.
But he had gone, never to return and to only ever visit her in her dreams or waking memory.
And even though the sunflowers bloomed in beauty and the sun herself now shined in full glory – his absence caused a shadow over her heart that no flower; no sun could cast away.
But such is the human heart. It desires what it cannot have and regrets what it has lost. It weeps for bygones and idolises the lost. A lesson that we all have to learn the hard way.