The birds are all fluttering; in this quiet world.
Not a sound have I heard this morning for the birds have been silent.
It seems they are waiting for something to happen and are still.
The birds were assembling themselves at the feeder yesterday as if to say goodbye to me for a time.
For this morning there is no sound as there once was last week at this same time.
I do hope to hear the birds again and hear their majestic sound they give to Jesus everyday.
They fill the sky with their beauty and grace knowing they will be protected and comforted.
Let us know to give God the praise for each sound we hear.
Knowing it is of God and through Him all things consists.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)