The fables andВ theВ parables
Tatiana Sindeeva-Burova
Tatiana Sindeeva Burova is the novice poetess, wise with the experience of hard life, who in her fables and parables shares her thoughts with the reader and tells how to become happy, how to learn to believe in yourself, how to find yourself. She had a lot of difficult situations in her life and she managed to solve them with dignity and at the same time to continue to be a person. In her fables and parables, you can find answers to various questions that disturb so much the reader in our world.
The fables andВ theВ parables
Tatiana Sindeeva-Burova
The artist-illustrator Tatiana Sindeeva-Burova
Translated by Svetlana Yurievna Palei
© Tatiana Sindeeva-Burova, 2018
ISBNВ 978-5-4493-4743-5
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Foreword
I’d like to share with a friend, so dear,
My ideas, experience and views…
They’ll probably, turn out to be helpful,
Lessons of life, so generously given…
IВ looked at some ofВ them sidewise,
Painting pictures and writing these fables…
They were collected inВ my copybook,
And now it is time to let them out…
Let them knock about the world,
Let them fly around the whole globe… so splendid…
They will find aВ reader, who will take them as aВ treasure,
They will be as a key to his life or… just a book friend…
В В В В Yours cordially,
В В В В Tatiana
OffendedВ mule
Once inВ the sunrise, going myВ way,
I saw a mule climbing up the hill…
Two heavy bags he carried on his back, limbs ofВ his were extremely
hard toВ move, he went on, sighing, and blaming all his life forВ such
a heavy burden…
Having approached him, I said “Hello!” to him and wished
a lucky journey…
And the mule stopped and glimpsed at me, with his ears lifted,
with his eyes wide-opened, surprised so much byВ aВ sudden
morning talk.
“Ah, human being… you probably, are laughing, when wishing
luck and seeing all my burden, my limbs, so shivering,В when
climbing uphill. I’ve lost my strength entirely, and you’re playing
jokes on me!”
“I’m not joking… just want to be amiable to you…, and if you let
me I’ll ask, what is contained in these heavy bags, which you bring
uphill with you, why is it so that you can’t move your limbs?”
“Oh, don’t you even ask… I carry the life’s burden, willing to raise
it up so high, and throw it from above, so it will not tortureВ me,
IВ will be able toВ take aВ breath.
These bags contain my own hard feelings… on those who laughed
at me, who pointed with his finger, telling me I’m ugly, I’m not
“Mule, what the nonsense are you talking, how could one believe
inВ the words like that?
And why and how could you take this burden? The words
of a stranger who can’t see the soul…
The words of one mindless one, who sees but bare surface…
Who notices just picture, body shape… while the heart of his is
turning to concrete…
Just listen, dear creature, forget the words… forgive them all and
threw these words away, now throw all this burden… offences,
your anger at life, all that noise…
Here and now… throw all this, no need to lift it up!
Move on my friend, and see the light and good, climb upВ the
mountain ofВ life, just leave your bags behind you, andВ move
without fear! Then your soul willВ fly, as soon as you throwВ your
burden, you will rise toВ the top, toВ Heaven, and you will seeВ the
beauty of the world, the easiness of life… no gravity, no weight.”
The mule believed me… yes, he dreamt of flying since his birth,
He looked at all his bags, and his limbs, shaking ofВ weight
and suffering, with all his might he raised himself, he cried
outВ loud he threw his things, his years-long belongings,
And what a wonder! Back and limbs, and body… they all are light
and joyful! He ran uphill, and laughed, he felt so high!
He ran and looked straight into my eyes… tears ran, his heartbeat
much faster, his voice was different… joyful and relieved…
“Thank you, oh, hu