The Lesson At The Banyan Tree
“Where will we play today” asked Panda Bear?
The Orangutan shook out his underwear.
“How about in the Banyan Tree?”
“I guess that would be fun for me.”
They set off through the forest.
They met a Monkey that looked like a florist.
He had a big armload of flowers.
He was hiding, like a coward.
“Don’t be afraid” said Panda Bear.
“We’re not going to give you a scare.”
“We’re headed for the Banyan Tree.”
“Would you like to come along and see?”
The Monkey tossed the flowers aside.
“I will come and be your guide.”
So, off they went as happy as could be.
They were in search of the Banyan Tree.
They came upon a babbling brook.
They got closer and took a look.
“How will we get across this raging river?”
Said the Monkey, with a quiver.
“This is just a small babbling brook.”
The Orangutan said, with a stern look.
“Right up there we can jump across.”
“Come here Monkey. I’ll give you a toss.”
On they went, deep into the forest.
It seemed to get darker along their course.
The Monkey was getting a little frightened.
The grip of Panda Bear, on his hand, tightened.
“Hey Monkey!,” “ I thought you knew the way?”
“I did but, things look a lot different today.”
On they went, till they came to a gigantic tree.
It had lots of trunks, you see.
“There it is,” yelled the Monkey with glee.
“I can’t wait to climb that tree.”
As they got near they heard a deep voice.
“What brings you to my tree of choice?”
They all jumped and looked around.
There was no one to be found.
“Look up here in the tree.”
“Now, do you see me?”
It was a huge vulture sitting on a limb.
He looked like the devil was his next of kin.
“We came to play in the Banyan Tree.”
Said Panda Bear, as nice as could be.
“Nobody plays in my tree without a gift.”
The vulture was sounding a little miffed.
“What kind of gift?” asked Orangutan?
“I usually like something dead.”
They all looked at him with dread.
“I was thinking more of love” said Panda Bear.
“Love? What is that? Something for my hair?”
“No, love, like from the ‘Father’ above.”
‘He made all nature and all we love.”
“He even made this Banyan Tree.”
“He even made you and me.”
“I have never heard of this ‘Father’.”
They all told him of the creator God and His love for us.
The vulture was moved. “Join me” he said, with no fuss.
Soon they were all playing in the Banyan Tree.
Sharing brotherly love .There’s a lesson here for you & me.
Share your knowledge of the savior with all you meet.
You may end up with a Banyan Tree treat.
——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)