Skylark

hmm...

Sometimes just a hmm suffices for me.

Sky looks beautiful, almost poignant with anticipation. I wonder where my little bird is in this vast limitless space, and if he would ever find his way back to me.

"Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest
Like a cloud of fire
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest..."

Bonne chance, mon petit roi, may all the world be at your feet.