malaks at si maganda

1. THE LEGEND
OF MALAKAS
AND MAGANDA

2. A long time ago, the house of God was a fathomless vast
of emptiness.
He was saddened because he can’t see nor hear
anything.
The sun rose, bright as a gold and the heavens were
embellished with clear blue skies. In a distance the full
moon peeked amidst the darkness with thousands of
sparkling and twinkling stars.
God gracefully lifted His powerful hands and in just a
snap, the earth was created. Trees and grasses
sprouted from the lands and fragrant flowers came into
bloom.

3. Oceans waved and surged; rivers outrageously flowed.
Birds flew freely in the skies and they rest to sing for a
while.
God then created the world. It was such a beautiful and
pleasure paradise to behold!
One day, the king of birds flew and explored the wild blue
yonder.He proudly spread his sturdy massive wings and
flew to the forest.
From a distance, he saw a lofty bamboo bending from its
waist as a gentle blow of wind touched it.
He hurried through the bamboo and stopped for a short
rest.
Knock! Knock! Knock!

4. He felt a resounding knock coming from the tall bamboo.
He was sure he heard a voice!
“Set me free, o, stalwart king of birds!”, was the plead.
“Peck harder! I can’t breathe. It’s a confinement!”
“It might be a trap!”, the bird thought. After a while, a
lizard crawled up to the bamboo. The starving bird tried
to grab the crawling lizard.
He hardly pecked the bamboo in his attempt to catch the
lizard.

5. All of a sudden, the tall bamboo broke. To the bird’s
surprise, a handsome man emerged from the bamboo.
“Thanks, O, great king of the birds! My name
is Malakas. Please continue pecking the bamboo.
Release my partner with your grace and power!”
Once again, the bird pecked the bamboo.
A modest and beautiful woman came out from the
bamboo. “She is my wife. Her name is Maganda. You
freed us, O, King of the birds! You must live with us
forever!”

6. “I can’t”, replied the bird. “I am but one bird and my home is
the immense blue skies. I travel with the wind. My wings
were intended for flight. But, I would always sing for you.
Even if when I’m gone, my nestlings would also sing for you.
With their rhythmic voices, they would sing the song I sang
for the both of you!”
“Come! Ride in my massive wings. I would bring you to the
Land of the Morning. There you must live and stay!”
Malakas and Maganda reached the land of green islands. It
shone with the brightness of golden sun. The whole land was
a vast of glistening pearls of the east!
There, in the Land of the
Morning, Malakas and Maganda lived together – the first
parents of the Filipino race.