The birds begin to sing in the morning before I can see the light over the treeline. Since they can fly higher than me and they’ve been where I haven’t and seen what I didn’t, I trust them when they say the Sun is rising. Birds never fib to other birds about whether they’ve been over the rainbow or not. Only we humans say we’ve been there and done that when we just wish we had. The funny part is us giving other people advice about the rainbow we’ve never been on the other side of.