My son Noah, an innate naturalist, observed through the resident mother robin’s behavior that the eggs had hatched.
I could not possibly outdo William Blake:
To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house filled with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell through all its regions.