Clinging to the wall of the barn under the roof canopy, the bat covered its head with webbed wings so as not to see the sunlight. She spent the whole day like this until sunset.
As the sun disappeared below the horizon and the sky darkened, she stuck her head out from under her wing and looked around cautiously.
“That disgusting light has finally gone out!” - she said. - Oh, how numb my poor paws are! Now I’ll stretch them and fly to my heart’s content in the freedom of the night.
Just at this time, a belated swallow was returning home, tired after the day's worries. She almost collided with a bat, which, unnoticed, like a thief, flew out of its hiding place under the canopy.
- May you be empty! - the swallow said in her hearts. - You, like an evil obsession, cannot live openly and honestly.
The swallow was right. There is no need for good to hide and no one to fear, for it bestows warmth and joy on everyone, like a sunny day. But the bat, afraid of going blind, avoids and runs away from the light, like a lie from the truth.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru