Continuing Paulo Coelho's story from the previous post.
’ It was the cloud’s turn to hesitate now.
Then he smiled broadly and said:’if you like,
I could rain on you now.I know I’ve only just
got here, but I love you,and I’d like to stay here forever.’
‘When I first saw you up in the sky,I fell in love with you too’
said the dune.‘ But if you transform your lovely
white hair into rain, you will die.’ ‘Love never dies’,
said the cloud‘it is transformed, and, besides,
I want to show you what paradise is like.
’And he began to caress the dune with little drops of rain
so that they could stay together for longer, until a rainbow
appeared. The following day, the little dune was covered in
flowers. Other clouds that passed over, heading for Africa
thought that it must be part of the forest they were looking
for and scattered more rain. Twenty years later, the dune
had been transformed into an oasis that
refreshed travellers with the shade of its trees.
And all because, one day, a cloud fell in love,
and was not afraid to give his life for that love.