Mockingbird Morning

Early this morning, I listened to the sound

of two Mockingbirds singing a duet,

with the composition of their song twisting



and spinning through the air

like brilliant streams of light.

When I looked up to find them,



I saw the waning moon bright with the

promise of dawn, framed by the branches

of our neighbor’s pecan tree,



heavy with new leaves from the spring.

On any morning we can go out

to one of our two porches



and listen to the clever and soothing songs

of Mockingbird, Dove, and Sparrow.

The Robins have returned as well, for now;



they always fly on when the heat of summer comes.

It is early May, and the warm humidity of Southeast

Texas is just beginning to edge up.



Each cool morning now is a gracious gift

we treasure, knowing that the hot days

of summer will soon be coming.



What I want to do most today is to

sit for the longest time listening to the

sounds of the morning, arising out of



the quiet emptiness of the earth. To simply close

my eyes and meditate on each song moving up

through the bones and marrow of my body,



and out again through my breath, binding together each

stray particle of my being into one coherent symphony. This is

what God must feel each moment across one universe to the next,



as endless galaxies and solar systems move timelessly through

the deepness of all creation, spinning out the

one clear song of this, his divine design.



If God, as many believe is love. Then I believe

it must be that our love added to others, is helping

to fashion his one song of creation.



And that if we ever stopped loving, really

stopped loving one another, then the world would

truly end suddenly and sadly with no warning at all.



This is why Christ gave us his two greatest

commandments, and Buddha taught compassion,

because they knew and wanted us to know too.



As long as one single person remembers how

to love and forgive anew each morning, like a child,

then the world is saved again and again.



Each morning becoming a new creation,

as God’s Holy Spirit moves across the waters

of our life, and we find our way home to Eden.



Ron Starbuck
Copyright 2010






Hear what our Lord Jesus saith: 

Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with
all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great
commandment. And the second is like unto it: Thou shalt
love thy neighbor as thyself. On these two commandments
hang all the Law and the Prophets.   Matthew 22:37-40


Book of Common Prayer - The Holy Eucharist Rite One