(26 DEC 1943 / Wyandotte MI)

Canticle Of Hope

The whole earth resounds
With the exuberant songs
of nature's majestic harmony.

And sways to the steady pulse
of all that breathes
And roams the land
That swims the streams
Or soars the azure skies,
Of every seedling, bud and flower
Of every fledgling, foal and chrysalis,
Every child's first breath and step.
All are singers in the chorus.

Listen to the tranquil strains
Of rivulets braiding into rivers,
to the soft crackle of a ponderosa cone
that stirs and break the soil,
And of each new moon and star-jewelled sky
Ringing out in resplendent counterpoint.

Meditating atop a ridge
Along the Great Divide
Or lingering by the ocean's edge,
We lift our eyes to the celestial dome
And attune our aspirations
To the harmony of all creation.

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Oh! I liked this. I liked this very much. There is such beauty in the word choices you make. I have now read 3 of your poems in a row and each one was very different in tone and topic from each other and that is exciting for your readers- -we never know what treat you have in store for us