Harmonizing Birds

I wake up in the morning and open the window to hear the harmonizing birds singing to me, an all-feathered chorus free of charge, perched upon a stage of stately elm trees, tweeting from the spreading of the limbs, at first a faint sound and then another until a refrain is heard throughout the yard, I am pleased to hear their sound knowing that life is more than a commercialized environment in which there are gifts given without conditions.