At dawn I rose from silent sleep,
And heard a sky-lark singing,
Amid the azure far and deep,
Till all the arch was ringing.
And now, as deeper, deeper still
His form sank into heaven,
Me-seemed his heart’s concentered thrill,
To his loved Lord was given.
If I possessed such wondrous wings,
I would soar and sing to heaven,
Till my freed soul from sordid things,
Should thus be widely riven.
(James Avis Bartley)
More Poetry from James Avis Bartley:
James Avis Bartley Poems based on Topics: Heaven, Joy & Excitement, Sleep, Singing- Pocahontas (James Avis Bartley Poems)
- The Princess Of Peru (James Avis Bartley Poems)
- Napoleon (James Avis Bartley Poems)
- Elfindale (James Avis Bartley Poems)
- The Lover (James Avis Bartley Poems)
- Australia; Or The New Goldden Age (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Readers Who Like This Poem Also Like:
Based on Topics: Joy & Excitement Poems, Heaven Poems, Sleep Poems, Singing PoemsBased on Keywords: sky-lark, concentered