In Ancient, Tranquil Meadows Poem by Uriah Hamilton
In Ancient, Tranquil Meadows
Yellow birds in the green summer grass
And sunlight falling softly upon marigolds,
You could close your eyes and dream
You were an Indian
In ancient, tranquil meadows.
Rain dances and peyote visions
Create prayers and mystic wisdom.
There are certain corridors of time
That transport you back
To pristine and ageless beauty.
A clear.bright vision...in the landscapes of the true poet's mind one can see forever. Kindest regards, Sandra
You have such a unique way of seeing things uriah. So special how you view the world. sincerely, Mary
I travelled with you in this poem Uriah. beautiful, vivid images written with your magical poetic touch! well done! HBH
A great write Uriah, beautifully expresses and constructed too. A lovely read. A delight. Love Ernestine XXX
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4/24/2024 11:37:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So soothing and calming...very peaceful thoughts :)