I was woken at 3:00am by the sound of a robin singing his proud, lonely song to the world. He was alone and his voice was clear in the peaceful, quiet beginning of this new day. But then the quieter sound of another perhaps lonely bird, far away answering his call despite the distance between them. They never got closer despite their shared song but appeared like soul-mates taking comfort from each others voice.

Far too soon the distant call stopped and the robin is again alone with his seemingly sad but beautiful song. He sings clear and bright in the cold dark early morning, perhaps if he sings tomorrow and the next day they may eventually be united……..  It is nearly Spring after all, and maybe then I will get some sleep.