The Leaf, the Book and Karma

This  little  story  was inspired  by Forty, c’est Fantastique !  also known a  jetgirlcos   on her  wonderful  and intriguing post  THE LEAF ( INTERNATIONAL SOUVENIRS)  .  While on holiday in paris with her husband  this year, she found  the most  beautiful book.

After some hesitation  she bought the book. Then she found  a leaf in the book. She decided after telling us the full story to give us ‘a prompt’  How and why was there a leaf resting between the  pages of her book? Below is my attempt. Do  go and read her post  an see what  you make of her story  and  the replies! 

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10 May 1944

Celestine

Celestine always loved  to read her little Red Book

Sitting  by the Seine she could not ignore the feeling of unease

Even holding her beautiful tomb, she loved  the feel she loved  the look.

Suddenly  lorries  trundled by setting up the breeze.

 

Celestine felt  the chill she had the urge to run

She left  her seat, coat, bag and hat in hand

She  dropped  her book beloved  so, she left it in the sun.

The soldiers marched by the people watched but none of it was grand.

 

The little  Book, the lovely Red Book lay open by  the Seine

The  breeze carried  a wayward leaf which caught  between the pages.

Celestine never did find her book, it’s loss caused  her much pain.

Here fruitless search took up her time and  some of her wages.

 

Kurt loves the Red Book

When the book had  fallen and enveloped the leaf

A young  soldier Kurt  saw it laying on the ground

He took up the book and hid it in his tunic, a swift as any thief.

Later  he inspected  the book and was delighted at what he had found.

 

Time  does what time will do and Kurt kept  the pretty Red Book

He  even kept  the leaf inside, the book had been his lucky charm.

Kurt grew old, he returned to Paris, he  said  he wanted a last look

And return the Red Book to the bank,  for he had never wished to harm.

 

It happened  then that a Bookseller  from Passage Verdeau,

Passed by later that day and the little Red Book caught his eye.

Picking up the Book he fell immediately beneath it’s spell, well what could he do?

He took the book back to his shop, complete with leaf never knowing why.

The Red Book