The Golden Lark
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By Randy Rich
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The Golden Lark I want to run across the sky Like the sun tossing light at the earth, Tremble with the power of flight And see the ocean within His birth. I want to feel His Holy word Create music from the clay, And rise within the tidal surge Love, hope, and peace each day. Hosanna calls from salty winds Circles high above the clouds, Beaconing from burrowed sins Imprisoned beneath the shrouds. I want to cast away granite feet Listen with an angel’s heart, Rise from the icy sheets And sing with a golden lark. |
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Submitted: Monday, August 4, 2008
Last Updated: Tuesday, August 5, 2008
About the Poet
I am married and have two beautiful children. I am a Professional Christian Counselor and Director of services for children at a local community mental health center.
Other Poems by Randy Rich
- A Cause for Rejoicing
- After IKE
- Autumn in Oklahoma
- Awakening
- Before Easter
- Before the Sun
- Celebration
- Changing Seasons
- Discover
- Evening Voices
- Faith
- Faith That Moves Mountains
- First Winter
- From Grace to Grace
- Fruit Of The Spirit
- God's Love
- Haiku
- Haiku/Tortoise
- Hi
- Hideaway
- Hospital Voices
- In Search of a Savior
- Intuitive
- Jenerette
- Liberty
- Listening
- Lovely Day
- On His Return
- On Prayer
- Rain
- Reflections on Easter Sunday
- Restless
- Sand
- Sarah
- Storming Of the Gates
- Summer Time
- Tambourine Man
- Teresa
- The Final Days
- The Golden Lark
- The Guardians
- The Harbor
- The One
- The Optimist
- The Rose
- The Star
- The Way
- Towards the Summit
- Trinity
- Visions from Above
- Visitation
- While Crossing the Neches River
- Whisper
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