They returned today, same place, same song. I was busy and not paying much attention so they all flew to the pasture and into my line of vision, alighted briefly, then in a flurry of wings and chatter they flitted off to another tree. Now they had my attention. It seems they have more to say:
“We wanted to be sure you really understood our message. There are too many dark clouds gathering over our world. We need humans to wake up to the possibility of averting catastrophe. You have it in your power. Look for the silver-lined clouds and stop gaping at the dark ones. Find the positive moments in your days and focus upon them and they will expand until they become so numerous that they blot out the dark clouds entirely. Do not give in to morosity and hopelessness. If you do then you will take us all down with you. Stop! Wake up before it is too late! We beseech you to snap out of it and stop this speeding freight train of doom and gloom. Bring back the sail boats and sunshine. With just a little effort our world could experience a phenomenal rebirth. We are counting on you. Do not let us down. But hurry, time is growing short.”
Ok, the birds have spoken. The rest is up to us…
