© Madison Whittington

I can hear the bird’s singing. I’ve always loved listening to them chirp. Each and every one of them has its own song, just like every person in the universe is different and has their own unique personality. I wonder, if you listened closely enough, could you understand what the birds are trying to say? Are they trying to tell us something? Maybe they’re angry or upset, or possibly just in a great mood; joyful and happy to be alive.

Music really begins in nature. Nature is music; a song in it’s purest form. It’s so simple, yet so beautiful at the same time. The birds are there to sing the melody. Depending on the time of day, a few gusts of wind may join in the song. Then there’s the steady breeze, like a soft whisper: a secret. You can hear the wind blowing against the leaves on the trees like chimes. The squirrels’ tiny little feet climbing up trees and along fences, and nibbling on acorns join in as well. Together, all the sounds of nature form a harmony. Life is a symphony.