morning in the garden

O heart !

My tree is full of small birds,
red flowers.
 
I am below the level of the bee,
the wingbeat of the wren.
 
A new robin dapples through his
never-ending blue, green.
 
My tree flowers
                  beat red like hearts
in warm rings.
 
 © Chris Murray 2016, 2020

Published ANU #48 (ISSUU)
Online URL https://issuu.com/amosgreig/docs/anu_48, Edited by Amos Grieg
Published in translation Şiirden #37, Turkish translation, Müesser Yeniay
Collected Empty House Anthology, Doire Press, 2021, Edited by Nessa O'Mahony, Alice Kinsella.
Online URL https://bit.ly/3m4R9gE