TO THE SOUNDS OF A LARK ASCENDING
I LIE AMONGST THE CORN
GAZING AT THE CLOUD BASE
WHERE ALL MY DREAMS ARE BORN
THE TAPESTRY OF MOVEMENT
ENTHRALLS MY EVERY THOUGHT
AS NATURE IN HER GLORY
CONFESSES ALL SHE’S TAUGHT
SHE SPEAKS ABOUT THAT MOMENT
WHEN BIRD AND SKY ARE ONE
THAT LOVELY LARK ASCENDING
AGAINST THE EVENING SUN
SHE SHOWS THE WORLD IN RHYTHM
WHILE BARING ALL HER SOUL
JUST LIKE THE LARK ASCENDING
NO THOUGHTS OF GROWING OLD
THOUGH TIME HAS LEFT ITS MEMORY
SHE DOES NOT LINGER THERE
FOR SHE’S THAT LARK ASCENDING
WITHOUT A SINGLE CARE
.Music on You Tube – Vaughan Williams – The Lark Ascending
To touch a soul and make it well
Is a magic gift beyond a spell
It comes from love within a heart
For that is where the healing starts
So open up your joy inside
Let not a fear within reside
For you are blessed with Angels love
That’s carried down from all above
To journey through your life
Thought to Ponder – Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy. – Thich Nhat Hanh…
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