A Song of Sunshine

It is day number who-knows-what of cloudiness and it’s beginning to get old. Although it’s only March 6th, and I am aware this month is supposed to come in like lion, the snow and cold we have had this winter have made the desire for spring come on strong as well. I’m happy to say that my mood this winter has actually been lighter than in previous years, but I still long for sunshine and warmth. The “windows open” season is my favorite and I cannot wait for it to begin.

I had just gotten dressed this morning and was on my way out of my room when I heard a bird right outside my closed window. There is beautiful tree right in front of our house, close enough to touch our bedroom window when it’s windy, and we are blessed to have several birds take residence, or maybe just a rest, in it often. I did not see the little guy, but his song stopped me. With only a few notes, that clear, beautiful sound made me imagine the sun was shining. I could see the brightness and feel the warmth as if it were right outside. My mood was suddenly lifted, and I felt so grateful for that little bird.

I think he may know something we don’t. I think he knows that my favorite season is only a short time away! I thought about the life of this little bird and how different it is from ours. He lives each day with simple purpose. He is not bothered by worry nor does he take the time to consider what could be better about his day. He just goes about it as he is supposed to- rain or shine, sun or clouds. The weather does not change his mood or affect his actions. Wouldn’t that be nice.

Perhaps I can try to live like a bit like this little birdie, but in the meantime, I will certainly continue to benefit from his sweet song.