Few birds perched high among the leaves
Almost out of sight
Till one of them starts to whistle
Showing signs of delight
The leaves sway gently with light wind
And the bough swings;
The rustling almost without sound,
And music with wings!
The birds stay perched but the song leaves,
Soaring into the vast expanse
A welcoming host
With open arms and melody,
Light and soft and sweet,
It lifts the soul and helps it be,
Indeed a true treat!