Every bird that sings is singing to you, and it is giving you a message. If only you understood the language of nature, how happy you would be.

But until you can understand, you can know that you receive.

Consider what the singing bird could be saying to you. Make it up. The bird sings the tune, but you can write the lyrics.

And what does a silent rose say to you? What does this red one say, and what does that yellow one?

What is it that you are to hear today?

And the wind that blows, where does it want to take you, and where does it want to take you from?

You are supported by nature all day long. All the power of nature is marshaled behind you. It moves you forward.

Listen. Watch. Think less. Receive. Do not be careless about what is given you today.

And where do I, God, fit in? Am I not in every blade of grass?

Am I telling the birds what to sing and the roses what to say? Am I telling the wind to propel you? Certainly, there is a mighty force that moves you along.

The waves of life are mighty, and they usher you forward. You are in the right place. And now you find the right seat.

You are at a wedding of life. And you are finding your place in it.

You are rising. I am lifting you. I am lifting you right now. You are taking the elevator of My heart, and you are rising.

I am immensely with you now. And yet you are rising. I am the One riding with you in the elevator, and you are also riding to the top floor.

You are not so aware that what you most desire is riding with you. You have pushed the Up button. You are not yet aware that you are already risen. The elevator is so silent, you think you are still moving. It is your awareness that is rising. Your awareness is ever rising.

Beloveds, there is no limit to where your awareness can take you. Yet your awareness can only take you to where you are now. And where you are now is the ultimate. The ultimate is eternal, so there is no ultimate. There is only forever. And forever is now. Now is the more you have been seeking.

Today listen to the singing of nature. The birds have greater awareness of life than you, and they would sing of the glory of creation to you. They are singing to you. And I have asked you to write the words.

If you were the singing bird all bedewed with God's love in the morning, what song would you sing? What would you say?

What if you are nature's bard, and you have a song to sing daily, no matter what the season, what would you sing?

If you were God, what would You say to the waiting world, the world hungry and thirsty to hear the song which has been sung to it right along? The world will hear you now.

Consciously or unconsciously, your song will echo through the universe, and the world will hear it. It may not know what it has heard, as you for so many years have not understood the song of the universe, but sing it now, and all will hear it. And all will be gladdened. All will hum your song.

And I also will hear you.