Singing at dawn
Lupita Rios Mayorga
In a place far away, farther than any other, there is a Lovely Bird Garden . They spend its existence among fruit trees and exquisite flowers-to give praise to God with songs and cries. This garden was created where Adam and Eve once lived under perfection, but to eat of the Tree of Good and Evil and to be expelled, the site was quiet and almost deserted, as God commanded to accompany all animal sea, land and air that continue to serve them either with their songs, with their meat as food or as an aid to their daily tasks.
All backyard birds have gorges that fill with joy the place, and are distributed all across the forest to fill with music as both wind the leaves of trees and water of the rivers that run north to south and from east to west. The place is a dream place where God is recreated and filled with joy. Among all birds, there is a very special bird named Lael. Lael means of God, so it was-almost-the bird could be said that he loved most. Lael
Knowing this, she turned to God with constant complaints. Full of arrogance and pride, he believed that his singing was better than all the birds and that is why he rose before dawn, before all the other birds to sing and that its song reverberate to every corner of the vast forest. Lael love the melodies produced by his own throat but believes that the other birds are ordinary, commonplace, and that neither their wings and her song are worth listening to in this paradise. Angry and furious
felt his strength and patience had reached its limit and was to berate God for this matter. He listened with all the love he professed.
-God, how can you allow these birds inhabit this forest? Listen to their songs, are horrible, if you compare it with mine-sounding horns, whistles to unbearable. Perhaps some are acceptable, but others probably should be out of here. I could help you make a better choice ...
-insinuate, Lael, which I have not chosen well to the inhabitants of this space. You know that your singing is my joy, that from sunrise until it is only dedicated to giving me their songs.
"Sir, I know and that's just my interest. If you let me help you, I would bring the forest sound really beautiful to you.
God, compassion of pride and Lael replied:
"Okay, Lael; for a week you will be in charge of the birds of paradise. Will choose only those you consider to have a song that you feel beautiful and worthy of this place. You will have the authority to banish the forest to all that you like them but with a one condition, allow their nests and eggs containing remain intact where you find them.
"Yes, Lord, I will respect your status.
"ordered the head of the flock as follows:" Being so poor your song, you and your offspring will leave the forest now. God has given me the power to expel "And make sure that the bird and all of his stock out of the woods. The limit will accompany the south, where the entrance door and not return more to come.
Lael was proud to have won this privilege and said "Now
see how to choose the choir for a forest like this.
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began early in the morning the tour to start making your choice. He knew no one sang like him, and would have to be very thorough in finding the best birds. God would show his wisdom unrivaled Forest concert sound like a heavenly harp.
flew south, inhabited by birds with wings of Opal. Stopped at the head of the flock to hear him sing. After a few minutes he snapped: your song is too high, your grades hurting my delicate ears, plus your plumage is so iridescent opal reflecting the sun's rays in a way that hurts my eyes. You have no right to be in this place, so "Being so poor your song, you and your offspring will leave the forest now. God has given me the power to expel them. " Lael
expected to meet for the obedient flock of over a thousand birds, and brought to the southern boundary. He was proud to be performing a work worthy of a sage. It said that out until the last bird of opaline wings, and with a smile of fulfillment and satisfaction continued their search.
carefully watched all branches of thick foliage in its day, and found he was flying westward, a bird with piercing blue wings. Was the Chief of sapphire-winged birds. His little head tilted to the right and left, trying to analyze carefully all the bird singing tones of sapphire and pouting said Sapphire Ave, your song is too opaque, you sound like a trombone tune, you should strive more polish, to add shine and not sing so low tones. I like your tunes, they are not worthy of being in this place. Without hesitation and with greater force Lael shouted: "Because it is so poor your song, you and your offspring will leave the forest now. God has given me the power to expel them. "
Lael smiled because I felt I was doing an extraordinary job, he said at last someone is bringing order to this chaos disastrous. With great sadness the Sapphire Bird brought his entire family and not exceeding five hundred in number and quiet were brought to the southern boundary, where Lael made sure they were all expelled.
Forest started off sounding more and more Lael reveled in his song was far more lively, more profound because the trees were less populated. He was proud of this achievement and continued singing while flying to other corners of the forest. Yes that is great, it was said himself. I had never visited these trees: they are beautiful but what kind of birds that live? He waited on a branch of walnut for daylight because night had caught him in depth of eastern thick.
As usual woke up before any creature in the garden and sang high to enjoy their notes until they appeared with the first rays of sunshine and with them the songs of birds from the east. Birds with wings were Jade and her voice was slow and melodic, with a thin mixture of high and low notes. Lael heard them for a moment, and with less patience, it seemed that the green of its wings was exaggerated, that blended with their feathers leaves of trees and it seemed enough. His singing was, according to Lael, moderately acceptable, but those feathers blend well with the colors of the forest so long with anger to the Head of the flock: "For being so poor your song, you and your offspring will leave the Forest now. God has given me the power to expel them. " Were less than two hundred fifty Jade Bird, obedient met quickly and accompanied by Lael went to the southern limit of the forest.
When flying, Lael could hear the sound of their flapping because they were already very few sounds that were born in the garden. She felt alone and so he arrived a few murmurs from the boundaries North. Lael flew, and exhausted to walk the vast paradise and landed on a branch to rest. I had never left his tree and he looked tired although the task was worthwhile because the place would be perfect with the help God gave him.
At the northern edge sounded ever more strongly the chirping of birds Ruby. Its wings were bright and seemed to bleed to fly. The Song of the Birds of Ruby was sweet, soft and glorious: it was a sublime praise to God. Lael realized this and became jealous. He knew he could not ever sing like that, but regardless of that, decided to expel them from paradise because if they leave, surely his song aparentaría be more beautiful. With a violent fluttering attracted the attention of the Birds of Ruby and snapped with a cry full of violence directed the Chief: "Being so poor your song, you and your offspring will leave the forest now. God has given me the power to expel them. "
Birds of Ruby, shook their wings and the forest was illuminated with blinding flashes. They knew that they were responsible to honor God every day, but recognized the power that He had given to Lael, so I had to obey. They met soon because they were less than one hundred birds estaban dotados con ese canto exquisito y privilegiado. Al volar, la luz del bosque y todos sus colores se fueron apagando poco a poco y al llegar al límite sur, los pájaros dejaron para siempre el bosque, quedando en tinieblas y en silencio. Lael estaba ofuscado por su éxito y no se dio cuenta de lo que pasaba en su entorno. Estaba ya exhausto y se paró en una rama grande y verdosa para gozar de su triunfo.
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Observó el lugar Lael, ya con conciencia de lo que ocurría fuera de ella. El bosque estaba en penumbras y en silencio casi total. Apenas se escuchaba el crujir de las ramas al golpe del viento, las pisadas ligerísimas de los animales de la tierra y el orgullo de Lael fue más grande aún. He shook his wings and began to sing. Its dry and shrill chirps slipped between the branches of trees, the sound of their dreadful warbling crossed just a few meters of the forest. It was the only sound itself and yet he felt that his singing sounded beautiful, there were more birds who defied him. Tired of singing for his day had been colossal and assumed it had won a nap and had not slept during the days of their journey.
In the silence of the bush heard a trill that sounded familiar. I was sure that it had expelled all the local birds, so eating some seeds gained strength and flew heart of paradise valley. The songs I heard came from a spring of clear water, does well, it was a bird what he heard, I did my work, but take advantage of the spring to relieve my thirst. I've never been
Lael opposite this spring or any other as the rain water they provided all the necessary to drink, was the first time I heard the sound of the water and thought it was no competition for him, so I joined his singing to that of the explosions. When it came to drink from the lake, saw in the water mirror image. He knew superb, unique and perfect, but seeing his picture wept bitterly, Lael was the only crow who lived in paradise. God in His great mercy had allowed him to inhabit a place where each bird was devoted only to fill it with praise and joy in perfection, and yet had given shelter to Lael when they found him almost dead in the south gate of Eden . Her tears flooded the forest and he cried all the trees they took pity on her loneliness and pain. Lael had no one to his side and, even for comfort. So I cried for mercy to God and asked him to comfort her, to take pity on their misery.
Lord, why hast thou done? Screaming with anguish born of frustration. He replied, Lael, the smallest of all birds, you in your arrogance you have done it alone. Believed to be the most beautiful bird, the most perfect singing and despised others, believed that they should tolerate their edges and blemishes, now you know who were the others who sympathized with you and tolerate your complaints and derision. Your pride has been stripped and you always wished you were like, you thought you would enjoy the glory and you can only mourn your misfortune.
Power suffers until the end I gave you, and learn the lesson that you have imposed. When the eggs hatch in the light of the sun, the birds will be born again I praise. You must leave the Garden and live alone away from the fruits and beauty, but more than anything, away from my love Never forget this: if only the most beautiful song birds inhabit the forest, this would be a very quiet place.
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