APPLE TREES BY THE SEA

I’m an appletree in bloom at the edge of the sea. Since I haven’t had fruits anymore my leaves have been invaded by sea herbs and the flowers covered with salt crystals. People passing by feel sorry for me thinking that maybe I can’t breath under that dead matter, thinking that the sea has won me. But I know things are not like this and my salted flowers together with my sea herbs-leaves are swinging in wind singing a song which only I know, ‘cause no instrument on the earth knows to sing the song of the salt flowers.
        This song is my story and says I’m born from the love between the earth and the sea. I have grown from my father’s body on the sea shore to be close to my mother who was sending her waves towards me, lovingly embracing my roots. But my mother’s hug made that my first fruits got scattered in the sand because my apples were so salted that no man or animal could eat them. Then the wind, my older brother, gathered my scattered seeds, carressed them with sun rays, bathed them in the sweet water of the rivers and, kissing them, gave them to our father and then from his body the appletrees with sweet apples and flowers of light have risen. It has been my first fruit, but not the last one, even if I haven’t had fruits anymore since then. Because, even if I always stay fruitless, I’m born again each springtime in all my sons, the sweet appletrees of the earth.
        That’s the truth about me that only I know. Only I know I’m not won by the sea, but loved by her, only I know I’m not alone, because I’m the father of all sweet appletrees of the earth. Only I know why appletrees never bloom at the edge of the sea.

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