Sweetness of birdsong shall fall upon my heart

Sweetness of birdsong shall fall upon my heart,

Shall fall upon my heart;

Nor will I strive to mimic

The beauty I find,

But lie in a dream and open wide my heart

And let the song of the birds sink down into my mind.

And the peace that it brings and the joy of joyous things

Shall one day brim maybe

My heart and my brain,

And I will make a singing of long-forgotten things,

And long-forgotten pain,

Of a heart broken and mended with Beauty in a place

Where troubled dreams all ended

In birdsong and rain

Calling and falling

Quietly.

Frederick William Harvey