At the direction of the willow, the sky listened
and released the answers that the man
was searching for. He looked up
encouraged, and relaxed so well
that he could close his eyes,
drifting, he took a nap. To the woman
a novel came, confirmed
by her smile, by a river flowing
as she opened her mind
and her laptop. All of this
happened under the shade
of a willow tree.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”