My friend oak

Matthew was a young man who studied and every afternoon he liked to play in the forest. He had a large forest near his house, a lake. This young man liked to talk to the trees, he adored them, as I told you, he sang to them, he talked to them. Until one day a tree answered him, asking how he was, thank you for loving him, taking care of him, and that all trees have a life, an essence to fulfill in this life and that he was like a kind of Guardian, who was also going to take care of him.

Since then our friend had a new friend, whom he called oak and every afternoon he talked to him. They told him that they had seen him grow, from the first album to the first plant until more than 1000 years had passed, and he continued to be the fruit of the essence of life of Mother Nature, it was beautiful. As he watched the tree grow and watch generations pass by, as some men did not enjoy trees but preferred to cut them down to continue looking for new ways to live without realizing that he was taking life away from Mother Nature, but over time he understood that there were other things more essential than cutting down a tree and our friend talked nice things with him and distracted himself, until this our young man grew up to become an adult and with time he grew old.

The day it was his turn to rest from his body of his earthly life he wanted to be next to his friend oak, and thus his prophecy was fulfilled, since over time everything became one and thus he was remembered as Matthew and his friend oak the tree man.