Bird Songs

Never Again Would Birds' Song Be The Same 

 by Robert Frost

He would declare and could himself believe
That the birds there in all the garden round
From having heard the daylong voice of Eve
Had added to their own an oversound,
Her tone of meaning but without the words.
Admittedly an eloquence so soft
Could only have had an influence on birds
When call or laughter carried it aloft.
Be that as may be, she was in their song.
Moreover her voice upon their voices crossed
Had now persisted in the woods so long
That probably it never would be lost.
Never again would birds' song be the same.
And to do that to birds was why she came.

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The songbirds bring us music, as they sit upon the trees or telephone wires.  To the poet Robert Frost, the birds provide  "an eloquence so soft",  perhaps his indirect reference to the Love for his first wife, who died young. To Emily Dickinson the birds feathers brought "Hope".

    When we spend the time in the garden to listen to birds'  songs, we are carried aloft with the birds to something great or divine. When love is great it creates an everlasting music that will never be lost. Humankind needs "hope" to believe that love will last and this poem shows us both Frost's "faith" in Love and a belief that that humans and birds are connected in a sacred splendor. Perhaps in the music  birds bring us, we can here a lovers's laughter or a cherished voice speak "without the words". Certainly when you step out your front door one morning, you will find the songs make us remember the wordless beauty of love.