Analysis of Sky Lark

Skylark
Skylark

The Skylark makes a shape when flying stars mirage on the great landscape
Some water I must take in the middle of a tree lined oasis only few can extrapolate
The Nomad locates sometimes by bird of prey an eye in the sky will take
The sand dunes shift and noises quake knowing only where it's been as it's pathways gradually dissipate
Still the Skylark follows me or I it takes me on a  baron course across the sun and in night I still stay wide awake
I find the sea on the horizon as I sizzle and bake and the journey has just started and the shore line washes loneliness away and the Skylark dances along the wave on the break.
Two animals in unison to each his own ends but together we gain never forsake.