If birds could write books, their story of creation

If birds could write books, their story of creation would no doubt read quite differently than ours. In the first place, I expect they would make quite a lot out of that wind of God that swept over the face of the waters in the beginning of creation. 

When humans read “wind” we feel it on our faces, pushing our hair around and maybe even our bodies, but not many of us have a clue what it is like not to feel the wind because you are in it—moving at the same speed, in the same direction.