A hungry raven circled above a quiet river. Birds chirped merrily, and the wind blew pleasantly. It was a perfect spring day in an idyllic setting.
The raven had no interest in the beauty of nature. It was on the lookout for food. Anything would do — the carcass of a bird, a rabbit, or a field mouse.
You can imagine its joy when the smell of a dead cat reached its nostrils. The raven swooped off in the direction of the odor, cawing loudly in eager anticipation.
How happy it was when it came upon its prey.
Just as it was about to feed on this fat meal, a shadow fell across the ground. The raven looked up and saw an eagle flapping its great wings very slowly and swooping down towards him.
“I heard your cheery cawing,” said the king of birds. “Thank you for informing me of this juicy meal. And now, you may leave. I claim this carcass all for myself. If your life is dear to you, you would do well to remove yourself at once, unless you wish to become my dessert.”
Angry and disappointed, the raven lifted its wings and flew away, hunger gnawing at his belly.
“I’ve learned my lesson,” it said bitterly to itself. “It never pays to make too much noise.” For is it not taught:
“A bird of the air shall carry the voice.” (Ecclesiastes 10:20)
“Your secret is your prisoner. Once you reveal it, you are its prisoner.” (Mibhar haPeninim #321)
May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)
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