Song thrush

My friend sent me a song thrush, singing
from an ash tree in the evening light,
singing of spring and new beginnings.
She ground it into dust so fine
and sent it off through space and time –
I listened to it on my phone:
It cheered me when I felt alone.

A Chaucerian stanza forFrank at dVerse – 7 lines, with the rhyme pattern ABABBCC.