Songbird: A Pantoum in Three Verses

Within the silence, barely heard,
A voice trills out a merry song.
What splendor is this lovely bird
That draws my soul to sing along?

A voice trills out: a merry song
Of joy and laughter fills the air.
That draws my soul. My sing-along,
That joins me to comfort there

Of joy and laughter, fills the air.
What splendor! Is this lovely bird
That joins me, to the comfort there
Within, the silence barely heard?