Yet To Be Seen

A poem that came to me as I stood in the middle of a field in the middle of nowhere watching all the amazing things that nature through God had created. Away from peers and influences it was easy to dream of how great this planet could be if we would jus

Fields of misty green,

So peaceful and serene,

Filled with unfinished dreams yet to be seen.

 

Majestic clouds,

Fluffy and white all around,

Where children’s hopes abound,

Yet many frown.

 

Like a clear blue stream,

With a hot summers steam,

Rising like a softly spoken plea,

Just waiting for us all to agree.

 

With the sight of a rising sun,

The world’s seen as only one,

A diamond in the rough,

To be polished by us.

 

Many beads of water,

All one until later,

When they run together,

To become a force that matters.

 

A blue pearl in the universe,

Where we run our course,

For better or for worse,

Why do we go for the latter?

Instead of the first?

 

@Bradley S. Hartman

www.bradleyshartman.com

 

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Right!! why do we go for the latter instead of the first!! this was great!