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 listeners inspired permeated with stirring
inspiring feelings nature bequeaths to silent souls listening
meditating upon sacred life nature world wisdom exhilarating
listen to the power of multitude lines nature whispers hear
with ears watch with eyes immersed in mind song focus upon
a song which lies in petal expectant beauty 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 mute gibberish it gives us eye sight vision wings
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem