Peter S. Quinn


Give Me The Freshness - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now come here and bring your tuneful with you
Every singing of its stream and ways
Like water drizzling and filling with plays
Each mood of its rainfall coming here through
Give me the freshness of journals of heart
The longings and feelings that never die
Like a morning of daybreak's coming sky
Truth that lies behind each horizon start

Give me the knowing that peace is ready
To find and deliver happenings around
The readings I hear in the callings there
Every footfall that paces in steady
With growth to deliver in wilderness found
Something that only freedom could steer

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2008



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