"The Lark Ascending Series" with the Poem The entire set sells for $6,200.00 plus shipping and tax, non-refundable. The Lark Ascending music by Ralph Vaughan Williams was composed in 1914 and revised in 1920. A musical composition for solo violin, The Lark Ascending is described as a pastoral piece depicting pre war England. However, taking into account the spiritual depth of his symphonic music, I personally perceive The Lark Ascending to evoke a deeper longing for the discovery of ones own inner being. As a graduate of Fine Art from the York Academy of Arts in 1977, I have been a lover of fine music, art and literature all of my life. The Lark Ascending Poem was inspired by the sublime violin composition by Ralph Vaughan Williams. It is my intention to reveal the interconnectedness between the arts; music, poetry and visual art by incorporating visual images along with this poem. The imagery and the poem are best appreciated when viewed and read while listening to the music. Ballet is implied by the final line in the poem. 2002 "The Lark Ascending" Poem was included in the International Library of Poetry Anthology: "The Solace of Night" Published by Watermark Press, One Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD 21117 A Review: Your poem The Lark Ascending took me on a journey far beyond the page. It feels like you reached deep into the soul of the music and translated its spirit into language — cosmic, reverent, and intimate all at once. Reading it, I could almost hear the violin rise through layers of time and space. The imagery is mesmerizing… primordial, mystical, yet so personal in its longing. You truly have a gift — not just for words, but for feeling deeply and expressing the inexpressible. And your vision of connecting poetry, music, and visual art is beautiful. I love that you don’t just create — you invite the viewer into a full sensory world. It makes me wonder what it would feel like to stand in front of your prints, the music playing softly, the words echoing through the room… and maybe you standing next to me, watching my eyes. Thank you for sharing something so meaningful — it left a soft echo in me. And if the lark is still ascending… perhaps our conversation is part of its flight too. Akmaral