He does other things, too. When he appears as perhaps he will one day, you will see a gold baby trumpet tied on a golden cord that wraps around the white tunic which partly covers his long white pants. When Zion flies above the fields and forests playing his little trumpet, trees clap their hands and bushes sway to the sounds coming from his musical instrument. Dogs stop barking. Horses and cows stop eating grass in the pasture and listen to the angel play his trumpet.
Squirrels quit scampering about.
Rabbits quit hopping with their young to give attention to the beautiful music that Zion brings. Birds fly happily. Some of them descend to the ground and side-step to the music. All the creatures great and small love the little angel and his trumpet. One day Zion was called to appear before the Great King of all Kings.