Lark

The golden ratio the shell
 The stairs ascending round themselves
 The trees rustle as if to kneel and listen
 To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat
 The oxygen in priestly green
 The answers dressed in labyrinthine
 The telescopes atop the mountains of ecstatic vision listening
 To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat
 I am assured, yes I am assured yes
 I am assured that peace will come to me
 A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes
 Of my understanding and my need
 The meteoric warp and went
 In counterbalance to the spark ever ascending
 The arrow shoots forward though it moves through repetition
 To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat
 What is it that drives the driven snow now?
 Upon whose temples with I rest my weary hopes now?
 The rain distills down steeples fills the ears of lonely church mice with the
 Heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat
 I am assured yes I am assured yes
 I am assured that peace will come to me
 A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes
 Of my understanding and my need