La amiga del insecto / The insect's friend
Un insecto colorido iba caminando
una roca clara iba llevando,
era pesada, pero podía acarrearlo
y la dejó en un sitio acertado.
Se subió a un tronco y saltó,
sobre la roca calló,
con el peso la rompió
y en muchos pedazos quedó.
A colorful insect was walking along,
carrying a light-colored rock.
It was heavy, but it could carry it,
and it left it in the right place.
It climbed onto a log and jumped,
landing on the rock,
breaking it with its weight,
and it was left in many pieces.
Al insecto esto no le afecta
se levanta, sigue su camino con cautela
y cuando una fruta encuentra
intenta alcanzarla, pero por su altura no llega.
De las experiencias él aprende,
y los trozos de piedra trae alegremente,
sobre estas se para suavemente
y logra alcanzar el fruto afortunadamente.
This does not affect the insect.
It gets up, continues on its way cautiously,
and when it finds a piece of fruit,
it tries to reach it, but it cannot because of its height.
It learns from its experiences,
and happily brings pieces of stone,
stands gently on them,
and fortunately manages to reach the fruit.
Lleva el fruto sobre un tronco
con cuidado busca el modo,
lo deja en lo alto, solo,
para comer cuando tenga anantojo.
De repente llega la lluvia,
imprevista cómo ninguna
y el animal se asusta
se va a refugiar en una cueva profunda.
It carries the fruit on a log,
carefully looking for a way,
leaving it high up, alone,
to eat when it feels like it.
Suddenly, the rain comes,
unexpected as ever,
and the animal gets scared
and goes to take shelter in a deep cave.
Cuando regresa su fruto a cambiado,
una zanahoria a germinado,
tiene ojos agrandados
y el animal la baja con cuidado.
El insecto no halló comida,
pero sí una nueva amiga
una zanahoria naranja y fina,
fiel y agradecida.
When it returns, its fruit has changed,
a carrot has sprouted,
its eyes enlarged,
and the animal carefully lowers it.
The insect found no food,
but it did find a new friend,
a thin, orange carrot,
loyal and grateful.
That moment when the broken rock turns into ste'ps to reach the fruit hit me. Feels like turning one heavy line into smaller entries, very accountant brain friendly :) and how effort accidnetally compounds over time. Keeping this as a little north star for today'.