The Lullabye Tree

The papers had been drawn and signed.  The men had their orders.  The bulldozer and chain saws were at the ready.

"It's a beautiful tree, I don't understand, no rot, still green and strong."

"Well, they call it {The Lullabye Tree}.. I think about five or six people have died, right here, right under those branches, they say before they die, the tree sings to them.."

"Sings to them?"

"That's what they say.. they say it sings the 'lullabye song'."

"That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard.. oh well, guess we better get started.."

The two men revved up the chain saws, there was a myriad of branches to bring down before they could even attempt to cut into the trunk.   

The tree vibrated.. The branches swayed.. the leaves shook..  The men looked at each other.  There was a song, each one looked to the other for confirmation, there was a song, they both heard it..

hush-a-bye
don't you cry
go to sleep my little baby

Chainsaws were discarded, the two men just stood and stared, the moment solemn, peaceful and, they could not do it, they could not touch the regal tree, they could not bring themselves to do harm to the tree.. She was a guardian, she was the catalyst, she welcomed them, she took them across, she took away the pain, the fear, the anger, she laid them to rest.

hush-a-bye
don't you cry
go to sleep my little baby

"Twelve simple words, sweet in their own right, a simple thing..  a lullabye."

 

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