Robin In The Rhubarb

Robin in the rhubarb,
Red breasted tops a canopy
Of sturdy green leaf;

There is a cat and a mouse,
And droppings on the monbretia;
Nature dances with itself.

With stalks the Robin chimes,
Its windpipe thrives on songs
Which rumble heaven-wide.

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