This poem is about an oriole and the different standpoints people have on the bird and nature itself. The song of the bird can be viewed as an everyday occurrence or to others, a holy and sacred situation which is everywhere in nature. The first stanza "To hear an Oriole sing may be a common thing or only a divine" portrays these different aspects as it splits up the two views by the word "or". The decision of whether or not the bird is holy, is entirely made by oneself. "So whether it be Rune, Or whether it be none, is of within" implies that the decision of this bird's song rests entirely in our own hands. The poem collectively states beauty and religious perspectives are decisions made by our own beliefs.