Multitudes they
are you.
Such as us do
clamor to hear
what all do think
say to our own
simple ear.
With the ear
do we hear?
Vibrations of soft hair
filter the fear
all do hear.
Any if all that have so been
gleaned from such words
spoken honestly seen liken
a line a thought more
so few then
wiser for towing
the line than I.
Seize your day
Listen clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eagle Hawk - If only Multitudes could be as you. But you are clear, one by one the game is won. Thanks for this! Read my 'Sun Bear's Predictions' I think you'll like it. Cheryl