With the breeze of a new morning I am back in time, sitting on the balcony, the sun is starting to give everything around some color. It is still so early in the day. and there is no sound, nobody is awake but all kind of birds; seagulls, crows, pigeons mocking birds, and a whole lot i am unable to name because my lack of knowledge of the bird world. but their sound is traveling to my ear from the distance. It is so relaxing,
It is taking me back in time to where i grew up. When I was still a little girl wearing my school uniform waiting the school bus in the front porch, inhaling the smell of jasmine that filled our garden, so fresh so pretty.
It is taking me back in time when I was a first year university student, waiting the 8:00 AM mathematic lecture outside the building at the stairs , sipping my coffee, half asleep.
It is taking me back in time to when I was an art teacher, driving my car to to work, the school that I used to arrive at with the guard man opening the main gate, that early, just to enjoy the backyard empty, the halls and class rooms with no kids nor ringing bells sound. To hear the birds sitting on the giant pine trees that surrounded the department.
To all the birds, to their sound that brings me hundreds of memories and forgotten feelings, to the birds that always give me a super power I sometimes forget I have,
you give me hope,
inspiration,
nostalgia
and the greatest amount of peace. 
