River-ribbon pathways, <br />With chisel mountains. <br /> <br />Through long dark curves, <br />Towards blue borderline. <br /> <br />The condemned waters, <br />Of haunted youths. <br /> <br />Refrain: <br />There is a time to know, <br />What comes from your saying, <br />Of deep down earth tunes; <br />It has been a while ago, <br />From first ones you were playing, <br />Over the prairies and dunes. <br /> <br />With another's face in green, <br />That water washed to pure, <br />To meet the distant days; <br />Together they will convene, <br />Soil brown and sky azure; <br />To color up and to rephrase! <br /> <br />This should be of our heart, <br />For you are first of mothers, <br />With faith now to accept; <br />Cradle from the first of start, <br />The sisters and the brothers, <br />That in your crest are kept. <br /> <br />Harmonize the rhythm, <br />Chosen-beyond-time. <br /> <br />In universe with sun, <br />And our song. <br /> <br />Each life resonate, <br />Whose disrythm planets <br />Ebb in tune. <br /> <br />Refrain: <br />There is a time to know, <br />What comes from your saying, <br />Of deep down earth tunes; <br />It has been a while ago, <br />From first ones you were playing, <br />Over the prairies and dunes.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wilderness-earth/
