Should the oceans run dry ,
Tara would make it rain .
The darkness was shattered near Tara as Kings came .
If the birds could not fly ,
Tara you'd give them wings .
Like when a larks song through the clear air ,
first begins ,
without Tara the sky would be empty and dull .
The chorus of life would be a verse in a lull ,
but no , the song is here,
it soars through a blue sky .
Tara you're the very heart,
I can almost fly to where the clear air
opens up the melody to the song of life that goes on
and on endlessly .
I look up overhead ,thrushes shrills overspills .
The lark soars in the sky above Tara's proud hills. .
The lark in the clear air it sings to fill the sky .
Hear the graceful air .
It waters up my eye .
Tara may the blue sky be ever over you .
May the song of life continue to come on through ,
into your heart until you are captured by love .
Life is your sky .
May it always be there above .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-09-10 19:24:18
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