she feels it first & deepest. it is undeniable: the call. it reaches deep down inside & wraps around her heart pulling her insistently to her feet, impelling forward, onward, upward! her wings spread wide, she leaps into the air & the call lifts her up. the call blends with the wind & she is airborne, soaring in the sky. a great etheric trail follows in her wake, a sign for action. it is the vitalizing scent of the call, invoking the flock. the other members of the flock are mesmerized & magnetized, enchanted by the alluring trail that invites them to follow. as one, they beat their wings in a low thrumming thunder, lifting up into the welcoming surges of wind in the high clear sky: what a rush it is! what a perfect activity: balancing on the currents of magnetic energy pulsating from the heart of the earth to her winged children calling out gladly in flight. moving in supportive harmony together, the living cloud of birds dances in tandem with the magnetic heart of the earth, shaping messages of encouragement on the dome of the sky. the lead bird now melds into the greater flock in the natural flow of the long group flight that the planet has set into motion. a new lead bird moves seamlessly in place to guide the flock's journey. they follow the call of the living earth to their new food & shelter. i hear the call too. it sounds like OM & it feels like love, & it comes from You, Shiva, plunging deeply within, irresistible. my heart flies with the flock, held safe in the arms of heaven & earth, each wingbeat a prayer, every utterance a sacred mantra.