FLYING SINGING BIRDS WHO ARE ANGELS

Listening for sounds of birds singing first thing in the morning, stimulating your thinking processes as they are angels with messages straight from The Lord, who whisper gently into our ears as we feed them sunflower seeds from our birdfeeders and house them in birdhouses. A birdbath out in your front or backyard, birds as clean angels, sprinkling in the air and on the grass pure water that falls from the skies, rainwater in barrels.

It is the sounds of these birds that ignite the fire of an early morning, the dove flies higher than all of them, the turtledove who came back to Noah carrying the sprig of leaves off a tree, returning to the Ark to tell Noah the world has been saved. The Raven also flew but never returned.

Listening to the caw sounds of these birds, then tuning into Classical Music on your radio, hearing the lovely sounds of music that is symphony, opera, Beethoven, Mozart, Klezmer music, dancing music.

To be the wonderful gymnast in love with Russian Ukrainian dance music and to fly high with a jump into the air, clicking your heels together, like on a trampoline, jumping on mattresses of beds when you were kids playing games with your brothers and sisters.

Still in a family with brothers and sisters, as we all awake each morning to the music of our parents as they love the music of the birds.

With an angel, angels, in a holy place, outside or inside.

G-D as your daily and nightly Companion, listening as "shema" to hear The Lord as He sings.