So the leaders of the little villages gathered and decided to spread lies about him and the little man became the target of hundreds believing he was a witch acting in evil ways.
But the little man only had beauty in his eyes and in his heart and although he felt pain at these swear words at him, he never gave up beauty remaining faithful to his true friends, the rivers, the stars, the sun, the wild life and the truth feeding his entire deep soul.
One day, the little man woke up in deep pain, winter had covered the surrounding hills with thick layers of snow and the little man was shivering in fever as he had no clothes on to warm him up. So he decided to get to the village and ask people a remedy for his pain. But when he arrived in the village, there was nobody to find, nobody to talk to, windows were closed, doors were locked. So the little man sat on the bench in the middle of the village, thinking that people were hiding just like the birds and the deer in his mountains because they were scared.
So from the depth of his heart his voice went singing “The song of Beauty” he had learned from an unknown source of love coming from the deep forest his motherland. And all the birds and the deer, and the horses and the wildlife around entered the village in peaceful steps and sat around him giving him warmth and comfort.
At the corner of the street there was this young man fascinated by the scene and the song was so inspiring he had never felt inspiration, he had never suspected a soul about his body, but there he was fed by this man’s genius spreading life and awareness as had never happened in past centuries.
The villagers in the houses had promised they’d resist against the evil little man but the little man had no idea of their conspiration so he closed his eyes, descended to the very core of his heart, the place his beloved deceased mum had once shown him and made a wish that no one would ever fear and doubt again, that no one would ever suffer and his words would be listened to as far as stars could be reached. And then the light came from the sky as if his wish was his command and the light spread all over the earth and far beyond and the villagers were suddenly fed by this enchanted light of healing, their hearts were filling up and it felt so good for all. The sun that had vanished for ages was suddenly felt as a coming back and the little man opened his eyes and at the horizon he saw rays of new lights, the sun that no one had seen again for ages was back. And right in front of him all the villagers were out in the streets, smiling at the sun rays coming out chasing darkness and misery, bringing back life as a gift. Around the little man, crowds of people of all ages were kneeling down giving thanks and treating the little man as a gem for all the goodness he had brought back now and forever… And his word and his dreams and his beauty started to spread as the light and the end never came…
By Stephen Legend Copyright
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