I hear birds https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eMWeQWGla0Y – pre-dawn to dawn to now, as I’m writing this blog entry, post-dawn.

Long ago I read in Bernie Krause’s book, ‘Into a Wild Sanctuary’, that each bird has its own musical niche in the morning chorus. Each one has its own slightly different, unique signature song.

Wakening to this morning’s chorale I thought, “What if humans announced a new day the same way? Rise up from our horizontal position, push the covers off and begin singing a unique effusive melody exuberantly and with great gusto at the top of our lungs.

It would be a different world.

It’s a double-edged sword researching a topic that  has occupied a soft spot in your heart for so many years. Facts deflate fancy all too readily at times. Upon researching the ‘why’ of this ‘dawn chorus’ it turns out our bird chorus is made up of mostly males. (I say mostly because I’d like to believe some strong melodically minded females are chiming in against convention.) For years I assumed birds sang for the joy of waking to another new day. But apparently they are simply “doing what male birds do best, protecting/claiming their territory and/or trying to attract a mate.”

Ah, well. My mind will greet this ‘dawn chorus’ with a slightly different ambience from now ’til forevermore.

But I wonder – what would happen if, instead of us humans using guns, or the threat of guns, to protect and claim territory, we instead choose to follow the way of the birds and call up and out the most powerful and victorious song we could?

It would be a different world.