Punica Granatum

And it is known:

The Great Blue looked upon the sky and smiled, for the birds and the clouds were happy.

The Soft Brown looked at the earth and smiled, for the trees and the creatures were pleased.

The Deep Green scowled at the sky and leered at the earth for it wanted both. Not content with its share of the world, Green wanted more. It had cast itself into the sky yet Blue had smote it into droplets which wound their way back to Green in rivulets and streams. Green had transformed itself into giant shards of ice, mocking the Soft Brown, but Brown had not accepted Green’s new form and asked Blue to blow it to the top of the world.

Green knew what it must do. While ever Blue and Brown were united, they would best Green at every turn. Green would have to engulf Brown, thus robbing Blue of it ally.

And so Green roared and rocked and swirled and swelled. And Green grew bigger and bigger, and it encroached upon Brown.

Trees were submerged and creatures fled the lowlands as Green flooded across the Soft Brown. As Green expanded, so Brown shrank and soon there was not enough of Brown to support the creatures it treasured.

‘Fear not,’ said Brown unto its creatures, ‘for I will protect you. I will made you smaller so you can all fit on my back.’

And all the creatures were transformed, reduced to small red berries. Now they could huddle close together in the mountains.

But Green’s jealousy was not sated. Still, Green wanted more. Green lashed at the rocks and thundered at the cliffs and, in its fury, some of the creatures-now-berries fell from their perches and were lost to the bottomless Green.

Brown wailed. It had made its creatures small to shelter them from Green yet in doing so Brown had taken from them any defence they once had. Its creatures were now at the mercy of the Deep Green.

Then Blue swooped down and scooped a score of creatures-now-berries and encased them together in skin as soft as cloud.

Brown cheered as Blue repeated it action again and again and again. Soon, all of Brown’s creatures-now-berries were safely cocooned in protective balls.

And Green, seeing that it had been beaten once more, receded from Soft Brown and returned to its former size.

And when Brown saw that it was safe, it split open Blue’s pomegranates and allowed fertile life to spring forth and blossom once more.

And it is known:

The Deep Green is not content with its lot and yet plots its next rise against the Soft Brown.