Today I was singing this song out on the prairie. I tried to sing it in the basement but I was shy about singing too loud for fear someone would here me. In spite of trying hard and even taking a few lessons from a brilliant young teacher I don’t think I sound very good.
But my heart was in it. I love the song, words by Saint Francis of Assisi, patron saint of animals. I did want all creature , the sun and the clouds to join my song, my feeling of gratitude and I was singing for all I was worth, as loud as I wanted.
I could see a few antelope in the distance browsing. I was delighted to see them moving closer, almost like they recognized the song or maybe felt my invitation to join me. They stopped and were a short stones throw away for a very long time.
I layed the dogs down so they wouldn’t chase them off.
It was all rather magical. The antelope, the dogs watching, me and the meadow larks singing. And have you ever noticed how a meadow lark’s song sound like the Alleluia of that song? Quite the experience today. I do love the prairie.