There is a certain serenity afforded by an early Sunday morning. It seems that even the birds have chosen Sunday to be their day of rest and praise. Their songs are like holy psalms offered on the wind. i wonder if that Robin sings his song to God or Allah or some obscure, many armed Indian diety? Perhaps that Starling is a Jehovah's Witness or a Taoist- to each their own.
i'll wager that the birds sing to the glorious Mother.
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