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Once upon a time,
God, the creator
was wandering
through
one of his deserts
when his eye was captivated
by an exquisitely beautiful wildflower.
His gaze was returned
and there was the unmistakable,
though fleeting hint of a smile.
Feeling a sudden flush of creator's pride,
God took another look and noticed that
a lowly worm had begun to climb up the stem
and was now grasping at the petals.
The wildflower was patiently sitting
there, half-way between a gnarly old he-oak
and a gaggle of blackberry thornies.
She was surrounded by a few friendly ferns
and there were many more worms nearby,
apparently awaiting their turn.
So, God decided to stay and watch.
While he did like all of his creations,
he was not overly impressed with the bland
and rather common appearance of worms and
he actually knew very little about
their behavioural characteristics.
So God rested on this
twothousandfourhundredseventyseventh day
in order to observe.
He saw how some worms, in fact the majority of them,
took a no-holds-barred approach and ruthlessly,
aggressively 'conquered' the wildflower, heedless
of the precious and fragile petals.
They would then commence their gluttonous raid
on the wildflower's nectar, draining their lifeblood
with a vengeance.
God could see the unhappiness of the wildflowers
and then he saw that, now and then, a worm would,
very gently crawl up the stem, slowly and gingerly climb
to the very centre of the flower only to remain there,
without a hint of mischief.
And, as God watched he became more and more amazed.
Those few wildflowers who were having the gentle, considerate
and loving worms were actually smiling. And they puffed out
their cheeks and began to breathe an apparently heavenly life into the worms.
And the worms began to glow.
'Glow-worms', God thought immediately. He had neither thought of
glow-worms nor made any, or anything similar.
Well, we all know that God doesn't really get stunned, but he did,
in this instance, indeed, feel touched.
And, since it fit in perfectly with the rest of his creation
he approved it forthwith, condemning the selfish,
inconsiderate predator worms to a lifetime of work
in the cemetaries of all living beings, where they would find
no nectar but only decay. And God, the creator
acknowledged that there existed in the world of his creation,
a power capable of great heavenly deeds.
Upon entering his private chambers he noticed
that a glow had settled on his own face.
Herbert Nehrlich
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