I love a spring morning. As I contemplate the day ahead in those early waking hours, when the light in the room is dim and the gears in my mind are free of wear, I listen to the marvelous chorus coming from outside my window. The joyous sound of life. An exaltation in glorious whistles, chirps and melodies. The earth has assembled a mighty choir of exuberant singers and even though I do not understand the verses...I understand the melody.
It is part of the eternal clockwork