THE MAGICAL FLOWERS

A young knight once loved a beautiful princess. After a long time of courting her he eventually asked for her hand in marriage. He was very pleased with himself when her answer was ‘Yes’. They arranged for a date of the royal wedding, and they decided that they would be wed in a month's time when the moon was full. But a short while before their promised wedding day war broke out with their neighboring Kingdom. The two rival clans would soon be engaged in mortal kombat. He was called up to the frontline to go and do his duty, and to engage their great enemies in war and the struggle for life and death. It was promised that their Kingdom would be victorious. The wedding date was postponed until he would return from the war as the victor. On the eve of his departure he went to the princess, and gave her a bunch of flowers which she put in a vase to remind her always of his love for her heart only. “May these beautiful blooms always be a token of my true love for you my dear,’ he said ‘Regardless of what the outcome of the war may be. Win or lose.’ Then early in the morning as the sun rose in the east he rode off with the soldiers and the King’s great army to engage in mortal battle with the foe. A few days later the princess was greatly shocked and saddened when the news reached from the front that her noble knight, and soon husband to be, was slain in the bloody war by the enemy’s sword. Even though they had won the war. She wept for a long time, but kept the precious flowers that were signs of his eternal love, always in a jar near her bed. And these magical blooms that were a token of his true heart and feelings of deep endearment for her alone, never failed, and never perished. But they bloomed spring after spring in the eternal magical mystery of their two souls forever entwined in love and beyond death itself. They bloomed in all their splendor long after he had departed from this world. And like their hearts and dear, dear love, they would never fail to spring forth in splendor still. True love shall never perish not even after our death. ‘And death shall have no dominion.’