Set the Night Singing #2.6
Updated: Sep 14
The warbler lights at dawn to sing
of love, of news - everything.
Be strong the sun or swift the rain,
he grips his limb and drives back pain.
One tiny teacup, softest down,
one whiskery beak, one jeweled crown
one raspy song, one perching tree,
are charms enough to set me free.