Aesop | Greece
The Oak and the Woodcutter
A proud Mountain Oak fell to a woodcutter's axe, enduring the sorrow of being split by its own branches but standing strong with dignity.
In the heart of a dense forest stood a proud Mountain Oak, a towering giant among the other trees. The Oak had seen many seasons come and go, its thick branches providing a home for countless creatures.
One day, a woodcutter arrived. He gazed at the Mountain Oak with greedy eyes, imagining the valuable timber it would provide. With strong, sure strokes, he swung his axe, striking at the Oak's thick trunk. Soon, the grand tree fell with a great crash, echoing through the silent forest.
The woodcutter then set about his task of splitting the Oak into pieces. He took the sturdy branches of the tree and shaped them into wedges. With these, he began to divide the trunk, each blow causing the wood to split and crack.
As he worked, it seemed as if the Oak spoke. "I stood strong against the storm and the wind," it sighed, "The axe's blows against my roots I could bear, for it is the way of things. But to be split apart, torn asunder by wedges made from my own branches, that is a sorrow deeper than any storm."
Even in its end, the Mountain Oak stood as a symbol of strength and endurance. Despite the pain of being torn apart by its own branches, it bore its fate with dignity, a testament to its unyielding spirit.
