If I didn’t know that birds existed…

This was my response to the creative challenge set by my guest on the show, Play Futurist Yessim Kunter:

Look at your surroundings as if for the very first time. Forget what you know about them. Find something really funny, humorous and magical in what you are seeing or experiencing.”

If I didn’t know that birds existed, but could still hear them, I would think that the trees themselves were singing.

But why? And what about?

“That squirrel’s been at my bark again. If this carries on, I’ll lose my top half. On the flip side, I’d then grow a fork. That could be interesting…”

Or maybe,

“Pssst! The rain is coming…pass it on!”

Or simply,

“The sun is shining, the air is still, and I feel good.”

If I didn’t know that birds existed, I would think that the trees were singing…

And I’d wonder how they did it.

Maybe the wind moves the branches like bellows…or water is squeezed through pores…making the fibres vibrate like strings?

Or maybe there’s some other mechanism, as yet unknown to science?

If I didn’t know that birds existed, I would think that the trees were singing…

And I’d think twice about pruning.

I might have to try a few cuts and listen carefully for the changes.

Chances are that I’d learn that pruning doesn’t really make a difference, as long as I leave a branch or two.

But I’d still try not to cut too much.

And if I didn’t know that birds existed…

I’d probably never cut another tree down. I’d want to keep it around, even if it were ugly, and dead.

Because the funny thing is that even a dead tree will still sing.