by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The golden-throated lark
has returned to play
his gilded song,
a three-dimensional tune,
as if it comes
from golden instruments
cast in some
heavenly place–
like the music
from the golden singing
bowls of Tibet,
hammered and made beautiful
by Buddhist monks.
fourwindowspress 
Beautiful Ethel, in its simplicity but so full of meaning and love – I love the thought of “a three dimensional tune”.
Christine
I have to go with Christine’s words, Ethel–love “3-dimensional tune”! God bless you today, and always.
Golden singing bowls INDEED are the golden throated meadowlards of spring! Both are giving praise and glory to the Creator! Wonderful poem once again, Ethel!
A wonderful description of that bird song. So real I can hear it in my mind.
It is only for a few brief weeks in spring that the larks become skylarks (birds of the sky)
And, if I can see them and hear them, it means I am out in the open air beneath a big sky.
You encourage me Ethel to get out more!
David
What a beautiful song this must be! I am glad to welcome spring and all the nature and life it brings with it.
Great comparison… I wonder if the monks were trying to copy nature’s sound?
welcome lark welcome spring!
Ethel, what a beautifully written poem! We don’t have larks here, but it feels like I’ve just heard one, after reading your descriptive imagery. (I have a CD of Tibetan singing bowls… a beautiful sound…)
Hi Ethel, this is lovely, larks (leeuweriken in Dutch) are some of the best singers 🙂
Just beautiful, a lark song of a poem. Thank you.
Love this comparison of birdsong and singing bowl – I so love the tones mine gives and I know you have one you enjoy too. 🙂
Reads like a song. Is there music?
Beautiful
I could hear the lark’s song just as you described, reflecting my belief that all music comes out of nature’s voice.
‘like the music
from the golden singing
bowls of Tibet,
hammered and made beautiful
by Buddhist monks.’
Stunning!
Thank you for your lovely expressions. Love Ethel