Skylark

I walked that day

in a field around Ayr

then slept for a while

and looked up high

at the clear wonderful blue

of the grassland sky 

I heard your song

swirling up and up

joyfully ascending 

lark of the sky

there I dreamed the day away

and listened awhile

to the lark ascending 

under the wide blue sky 

where I lay and dreamed

my day away

there where I thought of

my daily joys

in the wild grassland heather

filled with light filled with air

on that beautiful day

in May