Singing Before You See

Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.

The bird does not wait for proof. It feels the first warmth on its chest, the faint shift in air pressure, and responds. Not with certainty, but with sound. This is not optimism. It is sensing what is already moving beneath the visible. We stand on the shore each morning, and the water knows something before we do. The question is whether we stay quiet, waiting for clarity, or whether we, too, can feel the light arriving and let our small voice answer it.