Sounds of Silence

(Thank you to Tracy Hodge and Megan Jericho for this photo of Kakadu, AU)

Sunday morning, Coburg North a suburb of Melbourne in the state of Victoria.

Squaaawwwk, screeeeech, chortle, coo, chirp, whistle – whistle – whistle- woop, cheeeeep – cheep – chirp, coo – coo – coo, dogs bark and warn away, cat next door mournfully meows to be let back indoors, the clock rhythmically registering the passing of a moment, cars racing in the distance, a truck pulling away from a red light, coo – coo – coo (I have to buy a Bird book showing me the birds of Australia), wind passing through my hair, someone closing a car door, a leaf dropping from a tree onto patio bricks, birds celebrating the morning the day the moment (I'm not sure), a fly scooting past my ear, myna birds taunting, parrots vying for space food a mate (again, I don't know), cawing of a raven (probably at the myna birds), larks, doves, screeching, tick tock, GIANT fly, a plane, a truck, cars (things are starting to stir up), creaking of the house warming up in the sun.

I sink into myself. Thoughts. A rumble. A peace. A different kind of silence. I remember that the silence of life lies in between the chirps and chortles, the creaks and groans, and truck engines. The dynamic symphony of life balancing with the silence in between. This is a good thing to remember. A comforting daily experience. Like a cuppa.


PS I went to Borders Bookstore and got that Bird Book...fascinating.