A man who lived at the edge of the desert planted a young rose bush in his garden, which had never bloomed. He waited a long time for it to finally bloom, but there were still no flowers. And then the gardener asked the rose bush why it did not bloom.
-Why am I not blooming? – the bush asked in surprise. Why should I actually bloom? Look around, no one is blooming. Here are camel thorn bushes just like mine, and none of them bloom.
-But you’re not a thorn.
-Why not a thorn? “I’m the same as they are, and I have thorns,” answered the bush.
“No, you are a rose bush and should bloom,” the gardener continued.
But no matter how much the man tried to convince the bush that it was a rose and should bloom, no matter how much he showed him an encyclopedia with a description of roses and camel thorns, pointing out their differences, nothing helped. The rosebush did not listen to him and continued to claim that it was a camel thorn, and thorns do not bloom. The gardener no longer had the strength, patience and evidence to convince the stubborn seedling and so he decided to buy another rose bush. Soon another pet appeared in the garden.
“Here’s another camel thorn, just like me,” the old bush thought when the gardener planted a new one. Now I won’t be so bored, otherwise the other thorns are too far from me, I don’t even have anyone to talk to.
The new neighbors quickly became friends. They talked a lot, and soon the new bush realized that for some reason its neighbor considered himself a camel thorn. It was quite strange and absurd to hear such words, because he knew who they really were, but he did not argue or convince his new friend.
Soon spring came, followed by summer. And the new bush bloomed. The bush, which considered itself a camel thorn, was surprised; it did not expect this from... from... from a camel thorn just like itself. But his friend’s flower was so beautiful that the old bush gasped, and droplets of tears appeared on its shoots. From the sight of such beauty, his heart was filled with joy and peace. He was so imbued with beauty that he soon began to bloom.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru