Perhaps he was not praying The sunset thrush I heard Perhaps he was not saying His thanks; Perhaps a bird in leafy dimness Swaying Can have no thought of prayer; But my heart is praying Because I heard him there.
I realize this is not a Sunset Thrush, but I wanted to post one of my bird photos with this wonderful poem. It is uplifting to hear any bird sing. I must thank my sister, Patty, for sending this poem to me. I am now sharing it with all of you. ♥ audrey