Can you imagine a warm, round nest, the setting sun and warmth of feathered companions. At first light of day to sing creation’s song of how the world began. No wonder you sing.
Kookaburra’s start the morning chorus, accompanied by the dove, bringing echoes of another age when the world was still young. The song is haunting. Michael says birdsong heals the world. He believes that birds sing every morning to redress the balance inflicted on nature by the wrong-doing of mankind. It’s a comforting thought. I believe … More Listening with Michael
With the first hint of light, the chorus begins. The song breaks the dawn in a symphony of love and praise. Listen. The universe beats in time to the rhythm and hearts large and small, feathers and all, sing.