George MacDonald

(10 December 1824 – 18 September 1905 / Huntly, Aberdeenshire, Scotland)

The Lark And The Wind - Poem by George MacDonald

In the air why such a ringing?
On the earth why such a droning?

In the air the lark is singing;
On the earth the wind is moaning.

'I am blest, in sunlight swinging!'
'Sad am I: the world lies groaning!'

In the sky the lark kept singing;
On the earth the wind kept moaning.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010



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