Birds start chirping
A tune that fits the flow of the earth turning
A tune so angelic the angels are yearning
To hear it every time they’re around
The birds are chirping
A tune that fits a nice summer breeze
A tune that fits the picture of ease
To hear it whenever we’re around trees
The birds are singing
A song made by divine healing
A song that only can be given
To creatures who use their wings and fly
Nocturnal Reflection 