Gen The Earth Is Hushed Poem by Mill Field
Gen The Earth Is Hushed
Save for the fluting call of a lone bird
And the cry from a distant minar,
The earth is hushed with an air of expectancy;
A new day is beginning.
What it will bring us we do not know;
It is a gift we have received
Only with the commendation
That we use it well.
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