who still stops
in quiet time
in silent time
to hear whispers
on the wind
the soft sounds
nature silent sings
in mind song
heard by silent soul still listeners
inspired permeated with stirring
inspiring feelings nature bequeaths
to silent souls rapt trance listening
meditating upon nature world wisdom
exhilarating listen to life power energies
of multitude voices lines nature whispers
hear with ears watch with eyes immersed
in mind song focus upon a song which lies
in petal expectant beauty of soft dew flowers
that bloom hear the exquisite diversity of bird
song if we stop to listen a bird can blossom
a flower can sing nature a symphony harmony
of interlinked creative translucency ecosystem
interlocked diversity dependency
charismatic creations within star spun
countless universes life must sing
appreciation in life lusting perspectives
perception is not blind mute gibberish
perception gives us eye sight vision wings
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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