a violin plays Vaughan Williams
its four steel core strings
strung to Welsh perfection
vibrations of high pitched notes
float in spiral movement
as the reed bow sweeps low
then moves slowly upwards
imitating a lark, the messenger
of a brand new morning
rising above roof tops, above spires
higher on spanned feathered wings
avian beauty scaling the heights
ascending in circular flight
in blue sky above verdant green fields
of English countryside
close your weary eyes
transcend closer to the sleeping stars
soaring in new found freedom
far above the problematic earth
far from the troubles of the day
rebirth, there fly I