Birds improvise melodies to the base drone of traffic.
A distant alarm briefly sounds.
Galloping feet crunch leaves
towards a cappella birdsong -
where a thousand-fold feathered voices pitch,
Two discordant notes circular hum.
Flowing, falling water and my mind breaking silence;
a question the hawk answers to confirm it is so.
The blackbird sings a lonely song in reply.
Two geese call to the western wind as they fly.