by Ariadne Gallardo
There was in the middle of a forest a bird that liked to travel through different places and look down on the best fruit to bring it to its beak, it could learn some sounds that were pleasant to it and make them part of its repertoire.
On the other hand, the mouse also made rounds in the wide forest but less frequently, it was easy prey to predators that could look at it from above, its attitude was reserved and cautious and it ate many times what fell from the trees.
For its part, the bird could be selective with what it carried to its beak, it also delighted the inhabitants of the place with its melodious voice; the mouse was glad because what it ate gave it the privilege of emitting deep guttural and regurgitating sounds that he appreciated and considered unique.
The bird that had learned the world much more easily than the mouse knew that they were simple burps and to some extent despised the grey-hued animal when it wore a harmonious blue plumage.
They were both happy in their way and they recognized that engaging in a conversation with each other was impossible, crossing the same path, just the same.
If you meditate on your surroundings, it is easy for you to realize that you live surrounded by mice and songbirds, each one in their own space and working for their particular interests, their ideas and musical tastes will not be shared, but their happiness and their space it is valid and respectable.
Photo The Mouse: Photo by Monique Laats on Pexels.com
Photo The Bird: Photo by Andrew Mckie on Pexels.com