The Chaffinch

What song of joy is this I hear?

Why it's the chaffinch singing near

upon the hawthorn's prickly brow-

the notes intense and very clear!

Ah, there it is 'neath shady bough

perhaps intent to show me now

how little wings uplift so high

as strength of spirit may allow.

So suddently, I then espy

the chaffinch soaring in the sky

o're patchwork fields and grazing sheep-

much more unfolding, by and by...

oh such a view that I should reap! -

then bring within to sate the deep;

the nest within the hedgerow keeps-

the nest within the hedgerow keeps...

Genesis 1:20...'and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky.'

(The chaffinch is one of the more abundant birds that nest is the hedgerows in England.)

(Poem is a Rubaiyat, as the poem 'Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening' by Robert Frost.)