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We are blessed to walk in nature where everyday her routine unfolds before our eyes

but every now and then we’re blessed when she gives us a surprise.

Each morning like clockwork thousands of crows set forth

crossing the sky just above us…as they head out south to north..

We usually hear them before we see them…in loud gatherings they fly

calling out to one another as they nonchalantly flutter by.

Today a strong wind was blowing which meant those intelligent crows

with an understanding of aerodynamics…would be flying rather low…

We watched them skimming neath the wind almost touching the water…

or just above the ground

and were amazed how this line of normally boisterous crows…never made a sound.

We could hear ropes hitting masts of ships in the marina 

sounds the wind makes when she blows.

We could hear the waves crash upon the shore…

but we never heard the crows.

And when the crows are silent…when they’re as quiet as a kite

We are treated, in that silence, to the beauty of their flight.

Flying and talking to one another…the beauty of their harmony flows

but there is also quiet beauty in the silence of the crows.

Some of nature’s beauty is in her routines…

her nightly sunsets and daily sunrises

but every now and then she reminds us…

there is beauty in her surprises.