Skylark Haikus

All the long day-
Yet not long enough for the skylark,
Singing, singing
above the white clouds;
In the midst of the plain
sings the skylark,
Free of all things
The skylark rises,
The skylark falls,-
How green the barley!
I lost sight
of the skylark
My old village lies
far beyond what we can see,
but there the lark is singing
Painitng: Lark by Pál Szinyei Merse

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