That one lone tree on Meadowlark Hill; The song its tenants sang
The laugh and coo of newborn tots, reflecting yin and yang
The memories are distorted, the silence now a roar.
I left; here’s what they told me; return some day for more
More is what I needed; more became Amor.
Emotion came to greet me, My heart began to soar
Amor became commitment, commitment to the Source
The Source became the Doorway revealing an Inner Force
One day I’ll want to visit; pay respects to Meadowlark Hill
And mingle with the Tenants as through open beaks they trill
And remind me of the joy I found, That day on Meadowlark Hill.