Peter Todd, Poet

Vision if you will an eagle in flight

As the sun rises in the East

Or the reflection of our Flag

Flying freely at dawns light

Such a treasure for this soul of mine to feast

The young sparrow landing on its perch

A reflection of God’s great love

The winter wind bending the forest clear

With the seeds of life growing in faith

Whispers silent Whispers

My heart yearns to bear

The need of my soulful being

My mind wants and cares