The golden ratio the shell The stairs ascending round themselves The trees rustle as if to kneel and listen To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat The oxygen in priestly green The answers dressed in labyrinthine The telescopes atop the mountains of ecstatic vision listening To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat I am assured, yes I am assured yes I am assured that peace will come to me A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes Of my understanding and my need The meteoric warp and went In counterbalance to the spark ever ascending The arrow time shoots forward though it moves through repetition To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat What is it that drives the driven snow now? Upon whose temples with I rest my weary hopes now? The rain distills down steeples fills the ears of lonely church mice with the Heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat I am assured yes I am assured yes I am assured that peace will come to me A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes Of my understanding and my need