A bird in the wildwood is singing, While a squirrel is seeking her all: A stag lifts his head as he listens, But he gives back no answering call. A hunter is stealthily creeping As he follows a leaf covered trail; The sun through green branches is streaming In a world where life strives to prevail. Where sorrow now mingles with beauty, With the blue of God's Heaven above: Some day, the Great Master hath promised Life redeemed shall abide in His love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRTHDAY POEM FOR THOMAS HARDY by CECIL DAY LEWIS VARIATIONS ON A THEME: ROMANCE by EDITH SITWELL ON THE RHINE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES NATURES COOK by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH A CHRISTMAS CAROL (1) by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON WORDLY WISE (5) by MOTHER GOOSE |