THIS EARTH poem (2nd version)

By Richard L. Provencher

Sat, 10 Oct 2009

This Earth

Sounds are creepy, arising
in a quickening rush
as echoes
within this valley

where an ancient river
carves at the soil. Climbing down
the ravine
we see an inner beauty

where wilderness deer hooves
hesitate at foreign sounds.

Pushing forward, bold steps peer
from a curtain of mist, a
place of respite, time to relax

and absorb
whispers from this land.

Published March 2009
Word Catalyst Magazine Vol 2 No 8
A Magazine for Creative Expression