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