The speckled Thrush

With a cheerful shout

Dips his beak in the dark

And lifts the sun out.


Then he calls to the Snails:

‘God’s here again!

Close your eyes for prayers

While I sing Amen.


‘And after Amen

Rejoice! Rejoice!’


Then he scoops up some dew

And washes his voice.


from the collection ‘The Cat and the Cuckoo’