Indigo Bunting
 At the peak of a linden,
 the indigo bunting sings.
  
 Oh, how its dark silhouette--
 exposed by a single slant of light--
 explodes into cerulean shards
 of surprise!
  
 How the sky delights in something bluer,
 something truer and finer
 than the milk-blue of this morning!
  
 And how my heart will fly,
 caught up in one brilliant moment!