I have had the pleasure of sharing precious moments with so many living things in this world over the years. One of my favorites was the ten minutes I spent with a fledgling Osprey. The young bird was still damp after leaving the nest and landing on my rooftop. As I stood there in the glow of its first glimpse of freedom, I was awed by how already mature it seemed, ready to accept its role in the Wheel of Life. There was no sound but the wind, whispering to its soul and calling it forth into flight.
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What an excellent choice for this prompt. That face! Oh my goodness, what a treat to see that little guy up close.ReplyDelete
I consider it a gift Dan. 😊Delete
How incredibly blessed you were!ReplyDelete
For all of my life I have been witness to nature’s miracles Pam. Blessings indeed.Delete
The wind whispering to our souls is a powerful sound. Beautiful and exciting post!ReplyDelete
Thanks JoAnna. I’m glad you enjoyed. Indeed a powerful sound, a powerful force, a beautiful thing.Delete
Sometimes we are at the right place at the right time. And sometimes we even have the time to listen and observe...ReplyDelete
Those arethe best times for me. 😊Delete
What a neat experience, Cheryl!ReplyDelete
I thought you would enjoy this one Deborah.ReplyDelete