Bluebird

Challenging the supremacy of sky,

Resplendent in his coat of heaven-blue,

A winged vision upon some inner eye

His ancient melodies spring ever new

In concert with the blossoming of Spring.

He pours his soul into his wedding song

Who understands life is no fragile thing

Or lasting joy for which our spirits long.

I watch his mating ritual, the care

Of young now feathering to fledge the nest,

Their brilliant hues upon the fragrant air,

And from my earthly labour pause to rest.

This world shall yet survive and grow divine

The human substance mould to God's design.