In the morning, the spring sun spread its brightness over the earth. In the morning, the children woke up and opened the windows to the spring sun. In the morning, the little birds emerged from their mothers’ wings. In the morning, the animals woke up in the large animal zoo and small animals. Thus, the spring sun awakened all creatures.
Spring and Its Awakening of All Creatures: The creatures that fly and the creatures that don’t fly that live in burrows, and those that live in large and small trees, the weak and the strong, the tall and the short. The lion with his roaring, the birds with their chirping, the rooster with his crowing, the horse with his neighing, the bees with their buzzing, the donkey with his braying, the bull with his bellowing, the dove with her cooing, the wolf with his howling, and thus all creatures were awakened by the spring sun.
The Warm Golden Rays: The children went to their schools, the people to their work, the birds spread their wings and flew to welcome the spring sun, and the forest animals came out searching for their food, and the bee swarms began roaming among the spring flowers taking their nectar from them. In the fields that have no end, the earth transformed into a green, white, and yellow carpet. The sun there in its clear blue sky sends its warm golden rays, and it is happy with the spring days.
Memories of the Little Swallow: The winter had passed with its cold and clouds, its snow and ice, and the sun now supports all creatures with its warmth and tenderness, but not all creatures. I remembered that a little sparrow had fallen into the hollow of a pine tree and the spring sun’s rays couldn’t reach him. He is now screaming for help, but no one hears his cry. The sun dipped slightly from its rays and sent it to the little swallow. The little swallow bird came to her and is now happy. The spring sun calls him in its high sky.
The Rescue: The sun said: Oh little swallow bird, you are the fastest of birds. Go to the distant pine tree in the distant forest. Inside its hollow is a little green sparrow who cannot get out. Rescue him from his darkness and spread for him a carpet of my rays. The woodpecker said: My beak is strong and can make a hole in its trunk, but my body is weak and my wings are small. I need help!
The Eagle Bird: The sun sent its golden ray to the eagle bird, the master of the vast space, the eagle. When he came, she said to him: Go to the pine tree. On your wing, carry the woodpecker, and rescue a little sparrow in the hollow of the tree. Carry him on your wing, and the woodpecker will arrive there. You must wait until he finishes his task, then bring them both together on your wing. Hurry, hurry, don’t waste time. Otherwise, in another morning, they will be talking about me and waiting for my shining.
About to Depart: The eagle flew and on his wing carried the woodpecker. After a long flight, he reached the distant pine tree. When he saw it, he shouted: Never in my life have I seen a bigger tree than this. My beak will break before I see the green sparrow.
The eagle said to him while resting on a nearby branch: The sun will depart after an hour, and you must finish your task before its departure. The woodpecker began pecking at the tree trunk, but the tree trunk did not yield to him. It was hard and thick, so he didn’t dig in it but a little. He said to the eagle: Come and help me. The eagle answered: You know my beak is hooked; I cut meat with it and don’t dig wood with it. You must be silent and continue your work, for the sun is about to depart.
The Tree Trunk: The woodpecker continued digging in the tree trunk until he heard the voice of the green sparrow coming from afar. He shouted: I hear his voice. He continued digging with all strength, and finally made a hole in the tree trunk. He entered through it but didn’t see anything in the darkness, so he followed the voice. He finally reached where the green sparrow was. He stumbled much and fell much. The sparrow was very small. He lifted him with his beak and brought him out of the tree trunk. The eagle said, flapping his wings with joy: Hurry and rest on my wing with your green sparrow. The sun is preparing to depart. Then he flew between them, splitting the spring sky as if it were its breeze.
The Green Sparrow: The sun received them with its warmth and tenderness, and the forest birds and their birds came and built a beautiful nest for the green sparrow. After the sun had reassured itself about its green sparrow, it invited them and said: Wait for me, my beloved ones… I will return to you tomorrow morning, and it will be a beautiful morning. All creatures slept waiting for another beautiful morning from the spring sun.