High from the earth I heard a bird

 High from the earth I heard a bird,
He trod upon the trees
As he esteemed them trifles,
And then he spied a breeze,
And situated softly
Upon a pile of wind
Which in a perturbation
Nature had left behind.

A joyous going fellow
I gathered from his talk
Which both of benediction
And badinage partook.

Without apparent burden
I subsequently learned
He was the faithful father
Of a dependent brood.

And this untoward transport
His remedy for care.

A contrast to our respites.

How different we are!

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