On a sun-beaten rock in a salty green sea a warbling shorebird called out to the deep.

The song travelled far on the crest of the wind and a voice echoed back that was splendid, but dim.

The bird flicked with joy and called out again and the songs danced together like seafaring friends.

As the melody rolled over water and ground more voices joined in to the gathering sounds.

Waves whistled softly. Sandy banks sighed. The sun sweat with gold in a shimmering sky.

The symphony sailed across faraway lands always rippling back to the place it began -

to that one little shorebird who sang to the sky while the world answered back with a thousand replies.