Nature talk

Growing up as a child we are taught that human beings are the only animals capable of communication. Look around us, and you realize that it is simply not true, We maybe incompetent and not equipped to understand the language of nature but nature does communicate. Sitting on the patio, feeling the cool breeze, I tried to listen to the silence of the breeze. What if the breeze was blind and talking to me in braille? Was my skin reading all that was being written, the language at times urgent and furious, and at other barely whispering and audible. Yet what if it was trying to pass me a message, what if the fragrance of lavender a secret gift from someone long gone ?

Maybe the bamboo trees rustling and hissing were talking to me too. At times reprimanding me, and others softly singing a lullaby to me. And of course the rain, showering the blessing of life or creating a devastation that can at times be inexplicable.

The birds, are they telling me something too - their chirping and singing , a message of freedom, a message that maybe life is all spreading your wings and finding your own place in life. How can a song so melodious be meaningless, how can the sometimes incessant chirping and whistling be non consequential?

The language of nature is deeper, just because we fail or don't take the effort to connect to comprehend the messages hidden in every living being and element in life doesn't mean that they are just communicating with each other. Maybe they are waiting for us to reply with love or just that they are as much a part of our being as the blood in our body.

So feel the breeze, let the sun kiss or burn your skin, let the waves splash and hug your feet, and let the birds just sing your love songs to you..... maybe their collective wisdom will make the mystery called life easier to solve.