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The Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert grow up listening to the stars…

and feeling the joy their music brings….

but for most of us the stars are silent…we have never heard them sing.

Nor can we talk to the flowers, the forest…the oceans

and all the animals who within them dwell…

We’ll never know the adventures they’ve had…

never hear the stories they can to tell.

The Bushmen have an explanation for this…a simple reason why:

So many of us have lost our connection to the the land…the seas…the sky.

So I’ve been doing a little experiment with the rabbits I see on my walk…

when I see them I stop…close my eyes…and in my head we have a little talk.

I say, Good Morning Rabbits…do not be afraid…do not be alarmed….

I just want to say hello…I won’t cause you any harm.

I tell them not to worry…that I will soon be on my way…

I hope that they are happy and to have a wonderful day.

Of course at first they ran away…back into the bushes, the grasses…the woods.

I wasn’t sure if they heard me…or if the did…they understood.

But lately they’ve stopped running…they don’t find me so offending…

I think, perhaps, my words and thoughts they might be comprehending…

Or perhaps it’s nothing more than simply rabbit curiosity 

I can’t be sure because, no matter how much I talk to them…

they have yet to talk to me.

But now that I have their attention… 

I let them know they are welcome to talk to me too…

that they can take their time…that I’ll be listening when they do.

These rabbits are the first connection I’m trying to make…

on them many of my hopes and dreams are clinging….

because if this experiment works…who knows…

perhaps…

one day…

I’ll hear the songs the stars are singing.