Tag Archives: birdsongs

Gifts

A brown thrasher chirped a song of Spring, Their beak full of Gifts.

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Voice

The branches were filled with birds. The sky was filled with hope.

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conversations

tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap ♫SkCeeW♫ ♫SkCeeW♫ the band of bluejay and woodpecker sang the rhythm of life, and the world danced. (sometimes we do not need to know the words to hear the conversation.)

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Listening

I hear You but i can not see you……. Why do you believe your eyes more than your ears? I am Here. Trust Me.  

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