Evensong

I notice it more
           on early summer evenings
when I sit with the door
           open onto the garden
the rich melodies
           of several species
intertwined
           in the warm air
I cannot see where
           the birds are perched
nor even tell exactly
           where the song
is coming from
           but it cheers me no end
and I recognise it
           as an act of thanksgiving

John Lyons