Love and Separation. Parable

At the edge of the field stood Love and Separation and admired the young couple. Separation says Love: "I bet I will separate them ?!"

Love says: “Wait, let me make only one approach to them, and then you can approach them as much as you want - and then we will see if you can separate them,” Separation agreed. Love came up to the young couple, touched them, looked into their eyes and saw a spark running between them ... Love moved and said: "Now it's your turn."

The separation answered: “No, now I can’t do anything - now their hearts are filled with love. I will come to them later.

The time has passed. Separation looked into the house and saw a young mother with a baby, a father. The separation hoped that love had already passed, and therefore hopefully crossed the threshold of their home. But, looking into their eyes, she saw Gratitude. Parting turned and said: "I will come to them later"

The time has passed, Separation again came to them - children were rustling in the house, a tired husband came from work, mother calmed the children. The separation hoped that now she would be able to separate them for sure - after all, during this time, Love and Gratitude should have long ago disappeared from their hearts. But looking into their eyes, she saw Respect and Understanding. “I'll check in later,” said Separation.

The time has passed. Again came to their home Separation. She looks - the children are already adults, the gray-haired father explains something to his children, the wife is cooking something in the kitchen. She looked into their eyes and sighed in disappointment: she saw Trust in them. "I will come later," said Parting, and left.

More time has passed. Peeks again. Separation into the house, looks, and there grandchildren run, an old woman sits at a fireplace, saddened. The separation looks and thinks to itself: “Well, it seems my time has come”. She wanted to look the old woman in the eye, but she got up and left the house. The separation went after her. Soon the old woman came to the cemetery and sat at the grave. It was the grave of her husband.

“It looks like I was late,” Parting thought, “time has done my work for me.” And Parting looked into the tear-stained eyes of the old woman. And in them she saw Memory - the Memory of Love, Gratitude, Respect, Understanding and Trust.

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