Spring In The Hills

A lark of the sky

A lark in the sky is a song on the wind

She’s a voice of good cheer to say that all is quite well

A voice that is higher than all that’s around.

Louder and louder as she rises so true

Up and up till she just disappears

A song that’s from nowhere

Just a place in the blue.

A song that stays still know no matter the wind

He can’t blow her away

With all it strength that he brings.

Then, as with life, she can suddenly stop

And just like a stone, can suddenly drop

Drop to a place that is rough and unkind

And all that is left is the silence of rhyme

Then like a phoenix, or was it just thought

Raises again to tremendous aplomb

Rising up upon high with new song in her heart.

This small little bird that’s larger then life

Brings cheer to my heart when ever I hear

The sweet sound of this bird that’s flying on high

This must be why she’s called

A lark of the sky

I.Trenor