God’s Chorus

I sigh as the porch fan slowly moves air across my face. The wicker rocking chair I’m sitting in creaks as my foot keeps it moving.

Somewhere nearby, I hear the cooing of courting doves. But they’re not alone, I also hear the loud warbling song of a wren seeking his mate.

A sudden breeze makes the crepe myrtle branches scratch at the eves of our house and sets our chimes to singing.

Somewhere nearby a dog barks. And even though it’s still early, the crickets are already practicing their nightly chorus.

In the distance, a lawn mower grumbles and a child’s high pitch laughter follows a splash from a neighbor’s pool.

Suddenly, a blue jay squawks a warning. I know he’s fooling around. The birds at our feeders aren’t taking a chance. I hear the rasp of branches in nearby bushes as they quickly seek safety.

If I listen closely, I can hear the buzzing of bees collecting pollen in our flower garden and a hummingbird’s chirp as it lands on our sugar-water feeder.

It’s a busy day for God’s chorus. But I take a deep breath and rock in my chair, glad to listen to it.

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2 comments on “God’s Chorus

  1. James Koenigsberg says:

    couldn’t agree more!

  2. Janice says:

    Hi Sara,
    I’ve just revisited my old inbox and was delighted to find more posts from you! I haven’t posted for over a year or checked my blog for months, so it’s always a delight and a relief to see that old friends are still writing and posting. I commented on one of your posts the last time I checked my inbox, but think it must have been spam dumped.

    I’ve enjoyed the renewed vigour in your writing and your delight in sensory connection seems even more heightened this time round. A lovely way to transport us to your world!

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