Singing to Moonlight

Light is returning, so I stand by my window in the early morning when the birds are singing to moonlight, and the sky is not dark, not bright, but somewhere in-between. The whole world is blue and shining, and I can feel dawn creeping closer, closer. It comes quickly now, so I grasp this moment with both hands, a moment of magic, two worlds intersecting, when standing by my window is standing between night and day. And I can see the trees, the lake, the mountains slip into brightness. 

It’s strange how when the sky is no longer blue, but white, a touch of gold on the horizon, the birds fall silent. It’s as though they were only singing to wake the sun, or call down the moon. There is a stretch of quiet around sunrise, and then the day starts, the magic breaks and all is bright and normal again. The birds are just birds, happy song filled things, of air and feathers, and not mystical beings of the night, of the in-between, singing through dimensions.

4 Comments on Singing to Moonlight

  1. sarah
    April 26, 2016 at 11:58 pm (3 years ago)

    So beautifully observed <3

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    • Anne Linn
      April 29, 2016 at 10:41 am (3 years ago)

      Thanks sarah 🙂

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  2. Lucia
    May 1, 2016 at 4:23 pm (3 years ago)

    Interesting, I noticed this too today early morning! I stayed awake till 5, stuck behind computer researching something, and when I finally decided to go to sleep, I became aware of the beautiful chirping outside. I went out of the house and the atmosphere was just magical… It was about 40 minutes before the sunrise time, and the whole area was filled with life, the birds felt very conscious somehow, like I could almost communicate with them telepatically (there was one singing quite loud right on our house). And I also noticed what you write about, like they were not just “normal birds” at that time, but the spiritual took over and there was almost an otherworldly communication in the air… The mist started to raise (it started raining a bit later), and everything was just so incredibly beautiful and alive that it gave me chills. Definitely something special going on around that time!

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    • Anne Linn
      May 2, 2016 at 9:45 am (3 years ago)

      Thanks for sharing that magical moment Lucia. I can almost see what you’re describing, especially the mist rising, and the sound of the birds.

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