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’