web written secrets
silken strands wind vibrates
touch signal echoes
knowledge is inked in webs
web multitudes in countless ages
with ink blood pen of souls
who possesses sightless
touch fingertip braille reads
invisible indelible words
who can read the web of words
follow gossamer silk strands
diminishing decreasing circles
heart of the web
is a knowledge web flowing
silken strands whisper growing
crystal words are hidden
best beneath still waters
into the light we return cast
ours soul down through
time immemorial ages
we seek rise up from dust
earth to reclaim lost heritage of light
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