Saturday Poetry Corner: Whence Comes This Rush Of Wings?

 

 

 "Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself where
 she places her young near Your altars, O LORD of Hosts, my King and my God."
(Psalm 84:3)

 

 

Image courtesy/The Graphics Fairy

 

 

Whence comes this rush of wings afar,

Following straight the Noel star?

Birds from the woods in wondrous flight,

Bethlehem seek this holy night. 

"Tell us, ye birds, why come ye here,

Into this stable, poor and drear?

"Hastening we seek the newborn King,

And all our sweetest music bring." 

Hark how the greenfinch bears his part,

Philomel, too, with tender heart,

Chants from her leafy dark retreat,

Re, mi, fal, sol, in accents sweet. 

Angels and shepherds, birds of the sky,

Come where the Son of God doth lie;

Christ on the earth with man doth dwell,

Join in the shout, "Noel, Noel!" 

 

"Whence Comes This Rush Of Wings"
(Carol Of The Birds)
 An Old French Christmas Carol