The Wary Warrior

The warrior raised high her mighty sword and drew a rainbow in the uncertain afternoon sky. Sweet drops of nectar dripped from the brilliant colors, which permeated the soil that nourished the weeping willow. The brave warrior scaled the towering rainbow. She stood at the peak, stretched, and snatched a passing cloud. She squeezed the sopping cloud in her tightly clenched fist, and cool water spilled to the ground. In one giant leap, she planted her feet firmly in the earth just as the rainbow dissipated. The weeping willow soaked up the water and her tired roots groaned with relief. The willow whispered, “Take care of yourself, warrior – as you have taken care of me.” The wary warrior returns to the shadows but never rests.

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