One day in the winter season, the citrus fruits went on a trip to the fields, mountains, and plains. The eldest sister, Grapefruit, took the lead in front. As for the rest of the sisters, they followed behind in order and arrangement: Pomelo, then Orange, then Clementine, and finally the youngest sister, Lemon. When they reached a high hill, Lemon felt tired and sat on a rock to rest and resist the cold and the blowing wind. ...
I wonder… what is the secret of Shadi’s fatigue? The world is free… and he is thirsty! Only water quenches thirst, and every drink contains water. There is a secret that Shirin does not know: all the food in front of her contains water, even bread, chicken, apples, and lettuce! Water and Plants: But Mama knows well that we always use water in cooking! And water is the secret of plant life! Without water, trees will not grow… neither the banana tree nor the mango tree, and we will not find strawberries! ...
In winter, a small wind blew over the sea. The wind looked around and saw a vast expanse. It was confused and felt alone. What a worse feeling than loneliness! But alas, when the wind turned a second time, from afar it saw a gray cloud. The Friendship of the Cloud and the Wind: The cloud approached the wind and said to her, “I carry a lot of water. Push me so I can reach the earth.” The wind agreed immediately and pushed the cloud until we reached the shore. Around the shore were fields, houses, and villages. The cloud said, “Thank you, my friend the wind. Leave me now to let down the rain.” ...
It is told that in the small village, three days passed during which the children did not see their friend the donkey Zurayf! They told the village crier. The crier went around the village and announced, “O people of the village, O people of the village, gather, gather! Who among you has seen Zurayf or heard anything about him, tell the children, and whoever does that has a great reward with the Creator, the Exalted!” ...
The window in my room overlooks the garden. Every morning, a bird’s voice comes to me singing, so I wake up early, get up, and open the window. The dim morning light and its humid air enter. I remain for moments to gaze through the window and enjoy the beautiful bird’s singing. The bird was singing lightly among the almond tree branches and was happy with the beginning of the day. I was happy with his company, optimistic when seeing him flying. ...
Juha had a land that he plowed and planted. He rejoiced whenever he saw the grain of wheat he had sown and buried in the soil come out as a small ear that grew and grew and grew, became filled with large grains, turned yellow, and swayed with its sisters while the wind played with them. Juha in Summer: In the summer, he would harvest the ears with the sickle and heap them, then wrap each heap with a rope and carry it to the threshing floor for threshing. He would harvest and sing and entertain the harvesters. At night, he would stay up with his companions at the threshing floors, telling stories. ...
One cannot ignore nature and its instincts under any circumstances, for what you think has changed for your sake may not be the case. God, the Exalted and Sublime, created all His creatures with different characteristics and natures, including the tame and the ferocious, and in his dealings with these animals, man should not forget this difference. Once, in a beautiful village on the outskirts of India, a man named Bahu was accustomed to living alone in his house. He loved animals very much and wanted to keep a pet for himself to keep him company. One day, while walking along the road to the village, he saw a snake with beautiful colors searching for food. Bahu was so impressed with the snake that he decided to keep it as a pet to raise in his house. ...
The little river was flowing laughing happily, planting fertility in its steps and carrying in its palms generosity. It ran between the grasses, singing its songs, scattering sweetness, green joy. It watered the withering flowers so their smiling lips brightened, watered the thirsty trees so their branches danced, and embraced the dead earth so life returned to it. The generous river continued the journey of joy and giving, not favoring anyone or expecting reward. On its side was a small, hard-hearted rock that was annoyed by his much work and addressed him: Why do you waste your water in vain? ...
Nabīl the little, son of the skilled fisherman Ḥasan, used to go out every day with his father to watch him, during his work in fishing, to witness what he did in amazement. One morning, Nabīl ascended to the surface of the boat. As soon as the engine started, amidst the blue waters of the sea, the fishermen began to prepare their nets to obtain the largest quantity of fish. ...
The colored butterfly perched on a branch in the flourishing garden among roses and beautiful flowers. She moved from flower to flower, from leaf to leaf, proud and joyful at what God had bestowed upon her of beauty and gracefulness. Then she began to speak to herself, saying: “How wonderful my body and its proportion and gracefulness, and how beautiful my colors that resemble all the colors of nature, and how sweet my two soft wings like silk. Without doubt I am the most beautiful thing God the Exalted has created in this garden, and its most wonderful. I am the queen of the garden.” ...