Wide sky, sleep gloaming – wrapped;
Stir of leaf, pinned to velvet sky by lone blackbird note.
Further off swelled in repeated note,
Grey cloud huddled up against the light.
Stirs up the chorus in robin’s call soft;
Yet burgeoned with carmine red cloud’s edge.
Song thrush takes up the swell ,
Enhanced with starling’s eager pipes.
Amber tracery draws deep furrowed sky;
To uncover sleep fullness,
From cosy dream scape;
As night watch yawns – longs for dreams again of rest.
Blaze of brightness  draws on morning,
In soft crisp notes, joyously dance.
Bird song swells  lightly to wake the world;
Radiates sweet – unrestrained chorus,
Uncoloured by weariness – of world hung human haunting in sorrow deep;
Seeks hope borne bright from twilight’s gloom.
Softly calls new day sprung in azure jewels,
From languid glow of cyan sky,
Momentary joy unsurpassed.
Bears life, sweet, in clear fading gold of day.