No Human Voice

When no human voice can ease my pain

Nor understand my torment within

The song of birds, the thrill of birds

Even during the driving rain

Brings understanding on a different plane.


Thanks to you my steady friends

Who never cease to make amends

For the world’s uttered onslaught of evil

Thought upon innocent mind.


Thrill your notes, sing your song

Bring pleasure to me all day long for

You are the truest songster, purest in form

Of any utterance on this orb.





by Iseult Healy