Ecstatic bird songs pound <br />the hollow vastness of the sky <br />with metallic clinkings-- <br />beating color up into it <br />at a far edge,--beating it, beating it <br />with rising, triumphant ardor,-- <br />stirring it into warmth, <br />quickening in it a spreading change,-- <br />bursting wildly against it as <br />dividing the horizon, a heavy sun <br />lifts himself--is lifted-- <br />bit by bit above the edge <br />of things,--runs free at last <br />out into the open--!lumbering <br />glorified in full release upward-- <br />songs cease.<br /><br />William Carlos Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dawn/
