A bird in song. Photo: By Michelle Tresemer on Unsplash.
Poem: I am the song
(with acknowledgement to Charles Causley)
I am the song that sings the bird,
the scent that starts the vole.
I am the chuckle that sings the stream,
the stillness that sounds the pool.
I am the juice that fleshes the pear,
the sweetness that also says tart.
I am the bell in the still air
that rings in the waiting heart.