Symphony:

I've not for a long time now

sat and heard the first songs

of the summer sonnets

from our many feathered friends

this morning at 4 am

it begun with the opening notes

of the cuckoo 

singing his way through the trees

then all at once 

as if conducted maybe by the trees

the bird song of summer began

all the notes though seemingly 

but a messy noise

came together as if a chorus

each bird singing his/her notes

in time to the others

the sun began to rise

from a dim light

to a bright hue of blue

the sound of music filling the early morn

oh what a start to a beautiful day

~X~