Ecstatic bird songs pound
the hollow vastness of the sky
with metallic clinkings---
beating color up into it
at a far edge,--- beating it, beating it
with rising triumphant ardor,---
stirring it into warmth,
quickening in it a spreading change,---
bursting wildly against it as
dividing the horizon, a heavy sun
lifts himself--- is lifted---
bit by bit above the edge
of things,--- runs free at last
out into the open---! Lumbering
glorified in full release upward-----
songs cease.

William Carlos Williams---