I got up in time for breakfast this morning and stayed up – I usually go back to sleep – to trek to Dois Rios on the other side of the Big Island.
I smiled as I walked, enjoying nature's opera. The knocking of bamboo as it necks high in the canopy; a constant rush of water creating a background static, like a bad frequency on a radio; other, nearby water trickling like a violin arpeggio; birds singing their appreciation for the day; and the wind conducting the tempo.
All contribute their beautiful song of life in perfect harmony, while monkeys and leaves dance around each other to the tune.
