The Wren

Wren

I will awaken the world 

With slivers of sweetness

I am King of the Dawn

Spring’s desolation shivers

Into life for me

My song

Makes bullying bonxies 

Tumble from the sky, 

Dogs stumble

Cats cry tears of rage and terror

And flee my might

Dull clouds are pierced

By pure light

Razors of sound

See me, tiny, unafraid

Louder than bombs

Stronger than the sea

Everything lost

Is found in me

For a moment

I master everything

Hear me sing

I am King

Tom Morton, May 2017, Hillswick, Shetland


(This poem is about The Shetland Wren (Troglodytes Troglodytes Zetlandcus), but I think the picture is of the Falklands subspecies and the song is North American...)