This morning as the mockingbird sings, one of my favorite sounds to my ears it brings.
She is strong & swift in her defense, I’ve watched her closely she mocks in perfect sense.
You watch this time & notice her ploy, she builds more than one nest, her enemies her toy.
I’ve seen this before, she mocks in tone & action, all in an effort to her adversaries a distraction.
The osprey can not bluff with their cards. Their nests so big & set on high, only defense is to set constant guards.
The vultures, crows & raven will land & have their fill of yet to be or new born hatches, the nest now barren as new life the evil snatches.
The osprey stand guard on the nest & take turns to hunt, always close with a graceful diving stunt.
These are just two of natures winged wonders, all my life I’ve wondered what in flight a bird ponders.
Flying high, screeching & singing their mystical tune, protecting their young who will be flying soon.
I close my eyes & say a prayer of thanks for bringing me to this place, to share with the birds in flightless space.
You see when I face the evil’s of today…I listen to my mind, body, heart, soul & spirit…& it tells me what those birds just might have to say.
Sing your tune, tend your nest, fly on high, defend your young & a new day’s song will always be sung. ✨✝️🕊️
Job 39…Psalm 124…Psalm 25…AMEN
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