? Paradis perdu ? Paradise lost ?

They said the tree of love bloomed in a valley, its roots thrusting deep into the fertile earth, its trunk twenty arm-length’s thick and steady, a shudder of gold-tipped leaves making up its crown. From the limbs red fruits drooped, as large the head of a child. Any lovers that committed to each other in the shimmer of the tree’s leaves were blessed. -Syrek and the Curious Blessing by Sylvia Hiven

Fiction Writing Prompt: Use the first line of the week as the starting point or inspiration for a scene, story, poem, or haiku.

Journaling Prompt: What do you believe blesses a relationship? 

Art Prompt: Tree of Love

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience about the key factors in having a blessed relationship.

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3 Responses to Prompt #1257 First Line of the Week – Sylvia Hiven

  1. Joyce Bruns says:

    I want a love tree,
    Growing in my own back yard:
    No more alone time.

    • Liz says:

      Lovely haiku, Joyce. Isn’t it a wonderful legend?

      • Joyce Bruns says:

        Thanks.

        Yup, a great legend…and it would have been wonderful, back in my youth, to have found that tree and to have stood under it with my man!!

        I’ve always thought that legends must have had a basis somewhere, tho, so maybe there really was a tree of love. Probably we will never know.

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