Though I am not able to hear them sing; I am assured they are somewhere praising their Creator.
In this vast world we live there has to be a place other than here the birds love to be.
I am so fortunate and blessed to have heard them sing on occasions and know it is a gift from God.
The same could and can be so true with the ones who will hear them today.
There is no regrettable loss felt but joy; in the hearing of the morning birds.
Jesus is the One Who allows them freedom of movement for they are somewhat transitory of where you will find them.
There is a time of rejoicing and not complaining for the Lord has freely given us the morning birds for our happiness and then that of others.
We can give praise to the Lord for making this so.
Knowing as we do that from time to time I will be able to hear them again and they will be silent elsewhere.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)