small easily portable
dreams
accompanied me upon
strange
younger days of travel
small town youth
perception
contrasting with different
cultures
historical scenic sites
my own 'Leaves Of Grass'
to read
ponder written in living
encapsulation
of my own mind song
gives voice to thoughts
questions
generations of poets have
no choice
but to incarnate reflect upon
their voices are an essential
part of us
as they gave so we receive
we must
ever return to the source of
dreams to regenerate our souls
life keeps
singing essential elementary songs
too few
pause to listen to hear music of soul
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem