Sacrifice
The wind it blew with rage
Its ferocity knew no end
Uprooting trees and throwing them about
Causing even the strongest ones to bend
Yet in the midst of catastrophe
A tiny seedling stood
Shielded by a rock nearby
That provided it a sheltering hood
The rock it did its utmost best
To keep the youngling free from hurt
It stood this way for a few months
While the seedling grew in height and girth
Now along with the plant grew a wild weed
Which looked fairly beautiful
But underneath the false façade
Lay thorns that were meant to kill
It took the support of the youngling
And twined around it as it grew
Slowly but steadily it was killing the plant
Yet so cleverly that no other plant knew
But then there was one who was watching
The rock it knew what to do
It prayed to the heavens and the earth
To help split itself into two
And so the clouds sent bolts of lightning
Which struck the lowly rock
The earth it shook and quaked that night
And centered its fury on that spot
When at last the painful deed was done
The rock mustered up all its strength
And with tears of sand and smaller stones
It heaved and shook till one half of it fell
And that half fell upon the evil weed
Pulling it away from the young plant
As it watched the weed release the youngling
The rock smiled and breathed its last
With one half it had crushed the weed
And kept the youngling from being killed
While the other half remained standing
Still shielding the plant from the wind
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