WHAT A LARK

Feb 18

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WHAT A LARK

One need not have a beautiful voice
In order to sing among these clouds
For to sing among these clouds
Has already a beauty of its own

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 18, 2016, in Wee Poems and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. silentlyheardonce | February 19, 2016 at 7:47 PM

    Very true and beautifully written.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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