Cosmic Feathers: Why Did the Rooster Cross the Street?

Last night at the beach park was a random rooster.

He was following a woman who was jogging up and down the stairs. Charmed, she took several photos. Imagine her surprise when later, after dark, she returned to her car – at the top of the hill and outside the park – and found a bundle of feathers roosting on the roof... which astutely let out with an attention-getting cluck before she got in and drove away. A small group of us stood around marveling and pondering the situation. Being the only one of the group who had actually had chickens, I rapidly became the go-to for many questions.

Ultimately, the universe won out. The woman climbed up on the running board of her mini van, and after several cautious attempts, got a wing-securing grip on the amazingly calm bird, lowered it off the roof and tucked it in the back seat of her vehicle to drive home with her.

None of us, least of all her, could fathom why she had materialized this rooster into her life... or why he had materialized her into his... or most likely both. But it was clear to us all that they are meant to be together.

“Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no ya know he ain't gonna die...”