Dawn Chorus

I hear the birds in the spring dawn. They sing from the goodness of their little hearts – for them no worries about meaning, about they duality of existence, about god/s. Their species' awareness is their 'god', their nature impels them to bless it in song so long as they have breath. It is the wellspring of our nature too, and the source of our highest good to sing, to praise, to honour the life-force that blesses us with abundance ... when we allow it to(!)