The courage of a small bird...

Wren

She is the plainest thing
with a simple song to sing
and yet the Queen of Faerie
takes Her guise as Jenny Wren.

How little I am seen.
What magics move through me.
Whose heart has sighed my name
and dreamt what might have been?..

She is the plainest thing
with a simple song to sing
and yet the Queen of Faerie
takes Her guise as Jenny Wren.

plain and brown and small as I am
the winds will blow and seasons go:
so do we all, I sing; test my wing;
so do we all... but when?