The Birds, the Flowers and the Trees

Sometimes I wonder if I project my own feelings too much onto the wind, the clouds, and the bees… If I have a special relationship with the birds, the flowers and the trees? When a bird is sining her morning song and I hear that melody could it be that she’s just singing…or is she singing just to me? When I walk by a flower in full bloom…though she’s meant for the whole world to see in that moment I walk by her…does she stand a little taller…just for me? As I work my way from branch to branch…climbing to the top of a tree does she make it this easy for everyone to climb… or does she make a little easier just for me. Sometimes I wonder when it comes to birds, the flowers and the trees If as humans we are more alike than we are apart… I wonder if every flower has a brain every bird a soul and if every tree has a heart. We are brought up to believe this is foolishness It’s an impossibility…we have been taught… but projection or not when I am with them it’s hard to believe…they do not.