Your Roots In Region (From Lullabies) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Let's join each living kernel here with me
I welcome you repeatedly reborn
A flower sifting of freshness and free
To become old in interim and worn
A life secret immortal to this earth
Silent beings of night and coming bright days
Your roots in region of washing's and worth
With every expecting moment plays

Your commencement shall fill the grassland
With springtime elasticity growing
Hidden in to the bottomless free will
Each new question unknowingly and planned
To the dices of ancient earth throwing
New promises and pursuit to fulfill