Awake Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Awake - tones of the wind,
Shine - sunbeams from the sun;
Rise up distance soldiers,
Evoke your pen with words.
Hear your thoughts in the singing,
From the singers of the woods;
Find your heart again with freshness,
Among the newborn and the brave.
Awake in green growing covers,
That heals all earthly wounds;
Rise up and speak in freedoms,
That wilderness alone is born in.
Awake - waves of the water,
That hollows the hardest of rock;
Give birth to life of endurance,
That grows with timeless futures.
Awake - tones of lasting thoughts,
Shine - tolerance of all opinions;
Rise up distance soldiers,
Evoke your pen with words.