Who is God's wee watchman
Chirping through the night?
Who let's us know that all is safe
That everything's alright?
Who's company when we're wakeful.
Who softens night like dew,
Who lulls to sleep with singing?
Oh little cricket, it's you!
And should you stop your singing
And all the dark is still,
We'll wake and lie there listening
And hold our breath until
The comfort of your laughter
Dispels the fear of harm
Oh little cricket, it is you
Who signals the alarm.
With some vivid images of nature, the poem is sublime and serene .Let me quote a few lines- - 'Who is God's wee watchman Chirping through the night? Who let's us know that all is safe That everything's alright? Who's company when we're wakeful. Who softens night like dew, Who lulls to sleep with singing? Oh little cricket, it's you! '
nice words- The comfort of your laughter Dispels the fear of harm nice 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful work that elevates the little cricket to eagle like proportion. Some consider the cricket to be irritating but your poem brings such a profound perspective to one of God's little creatures!
Howard, that is one of the best comments I have had and I deeply appreciate your thoughtfulness. Thank you Dr Neil