I Still Have Eyes

I STILL HAVE EYES

I still have eyes
The Beauty of the morning
Is still with me
The green the quiet the spaces
All is here
As if peace
Were the true Being
Of the World.
How Beautiful
How Beautiful
God’s world is.
When we are able to sit
In Quiet
And look at it.

I

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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