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Hush'D Be The Camps Today
TGC (16 November / Westport New Zealand)

Hush'D Be The Camps Today

Poem By Walt Whitman

there is no wilderness
when hearts return
home to primeval welcome

of landscapes echoing
with creation echoes
accept sun's rising

dawn accept sun's morning
light dew drops sparkling
accept stirs of all creatures

singing harmony of species
life purposes held weighted
in balance high noon behold

breeze wondering afternoon
mystical wanderings stretching
into sunset yellow red ribbons

spanning warm horizon
embraced light behold
night spun with myriads

of stars singing
cosmic galaxies
birth growth expansion

harmonies behold
smooth moon kissing
love song creation

sown
into earth
adoration love


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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Love the slow pace in these words and just the pure feeling of peace. Thank You Terence
reach for the stars pull them down to earth let them glow then let them go..inspiration...
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Excellent love to glorify the life and universe. Such writing never stands to tell how the poet lives with pain and passion hides behind his own doctrine. Yet to live a reader gets his/her strength to look at the happenings on the globe which makes him bore to think as a human......Nice write and thanks for sharing the fire you cultivate just to glorify the life and earth.
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