Hearing the songbirds sweet song,
Hails in the morning.
Another day on earth, I prolong,
Bring in the light sojourning.
At night I rest as the cricket plays his fiddle,
He feels safe from the bird, natures riddle.
Each their symphonic melody wanes in best,
A joyful day begins, or a peaceful night of rest.
Saint Eule
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-songbird-and-the-cricket/
