THE SONG OF THE LARK

Dusk and night are fraught with the apprehension of dawn and daylight. Dawn and daylight as well are worries of complicated hoarding of luxuries for a wan- seeming future. Good things as well as bad are eff- ronted to by practice studiousness and courage which is born with experience. When birds sing hope flutters- we forget. The strains of movements of all the living enthuse reverberations and like musical notes thrill. To be living becomes one song of enticement continued. What is won once is never to be lost through the blessings of God. The song of the Lark is a scintillating haaram offered to God and awaiting the readers perusal.