Crickets At Dawn

"Keep and guard me as a pupil of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings."
(Psalm 17:8)

 

All night the crickets chirp,

Like little stars of twinkling sound

In the dark silence.

They sparkle through the summer stillness

With a crisp rhythm:

They lift the shadows on their tiny voices.

But at the shining note of birds that wake,

Flashing from tree to tree till all the wood is lit-

O golden coloratura of dawn!

The cricket-stars fade slowly,

One by one.

"Crickets At Dawn"
Leonora Speyer
(1872-1956)
American poet

"Butterflies, Moths, & Other Insects"

(1965)

John Loftus Leigh-Pemberton

(1911-1997)

English artist and illustrator