Speak To Me...I'm Listening

While sitting outside this evening, I watched the approaching dusk and listened to the rumble of thunder in the distance.  A Blue Jay landed in the Oak tree above me, looked my way and began chirping like he had an important message to deliver.  I exhaled cigar smoke, looked directly at the Blue Jay who appeared to return my stare and l said speak to me...I'm listening.  The Blue Jay sang his song, gave me one last glance and flew away.  I thought about the encounter, finished my cigar and said speak to me...I'm listening...still.