A Modern Mythological Tale


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Lovely Leanna squealed sharply, sticking her forefinger into her mouth to ease the pain.

“Father, why must my precious roses be burdened with these awful thorns!” she demanded.

“Ah, Leanna, there are reasons for everything. Your roses have the most wonderful perfume of all the flowers. Do you not love to bury your pretty little nose in their petals?  A rose with no perfume would be just another pretty flower. The perfume makes it the queen of all the flowers.”

“Ye-ees,  I suppose so. But still, why must they be so thorny?  The thorns detract from their beauty!”




“My sweet child, others than we humans are attracted to the roses.  Animals have much sharper senses than we, and they would eat the roses without restraint if it weren’t for the thorns that prick their tongues and tear their lips. Don’t you see?  The thorns are there to protect the glorious rose so that it does not become fodder for the beasts of the field.”

“Oh. I see. So when the bees come to collect their pollen, they are not bothered by thorns, for they can hover above the blossom.  But I do wish the thorns didn’t prick my fingers so.”

“Leanna, the roses are all the more valuable because  we must risk pain in order to cut them to bring them inside to share their beauty with us.

“Those who suffer pain value the object of their suffering. And those who suffer greatly also love greatly. The thorns are teachers. They remind us that great beauty, love, and kindness often come at a cost. ”

“How do you understand so much, Father?”

“I have suffered a few thorns of my own, Leanna. We all must.”




5 thoughts on “A Modern Mythological Tale

  1. I love the old-fashioned voice. This tale seems timeless; it could have been told a thousand years ago — or two. Mind you, there were no hybrid tea roses back then. 🙂

    Just for interest’s sake: When we moved tot his property we knew there were deer about, so I planted sea buckthorn because their thorns, long and spaced out, were supposed to discourage deer. Then one night I watched three deer “pruning” the tip growth off my buckthorn bushes. The thorns start father down on the branches. 😦

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