New Zealand Bird Songs
The Song of the Kingfisher
page 36
The Song of the Kingfisher
Why do you sit, so dreamily, dreamily,
Kingfisher over the stream,
Silent your beak, and silent the water,
What is your dream?
A falling, a flashing of blue and of silver,
Child, he is deep in the stream,
Prey in his beak, and fear in the water—
That was his dream!