A Morning Lark

                                              A MORNING LARK

A tiny light beyond the dark,
The musical calling of a morning lark,
Can I trust that tiny spark
Or do I listen to angels hark?

The light of heaven
Or the dawn of day?
Which is the way,
Now towards morning light I sway!

Falling, floating from the sky,
I leave the comfort of the angels on high,
The spark of light and the morning lark, breathe deep and sigh
They say it's just not yet my time to die!

Trust that this earthbound pain
Will no longer drive you insane,
All fears and unheard screams will tame,
Just trust the light, the earth and not the shame!