there was a time
I watched rose blooms
early morning still stir
upon first breath breezes
in morning waking
to slow swing
sway later upon morning
stirring rising wind
in golden shifting rays
of summer light
I watched clouds
dance across
blue hue sky
bees butterflies
took busy flight
among my grandmother's
extensive garden paradise flowers
while native birds
visited sang summer songs
in tall fence boundary trees
sometimes small boy bare feet
could not withstand nature's
summer pulse beating song
swift ran across summer grass
effort attempting to outrace
the wind till heart bursting slowed stopped
lungs burning panting to breathe a breath
of pervading nature life cannot outrun
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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