Anthem

At the last light, well after sunset, a throng of wrens in the surrounding trees suddenly burst into song. I only see two or three of them during the day, but when they join together in the evening serenade, there must be hundreds of them hidden in the trees. They finally settle down when the light has completely faded. Then again, at the first light of dawn, the anthem begins again and continues until the sun has risen.

In the short life of a bird, I suppose the going and coming of the light is indeed a momentous thing. I need to learn from this.

One thought on “Anthem

  1. I think a good side-effect of the C virus is that we are now slowing down and noticing things we may have overlooked before. I couldn’t help but think, regarding your comment on the bursts of song at sunset, “good night John Boy, Good night grandpa, “…………

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