Walking

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We can’t walk past the crimson

pretending, kings are good

can’t hide in our forest

until the storm passes.

But we can be renewed

a spiritual cleansing,

looking up,

looking out

sensing the blue

and the green

in our veins.

We can walk

filled

with peace.

Breathing it

in

each day.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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12 thoughts on “Walking

  1. yes, thats right! breathe it in, each day!! wonderful Nico 🙂
    and love the photo too.
    every time I see your photos of the fir trees and ocean sound waters…. it takes me straight back to my old hometown area of the Pacific Northwest near Seattle.
    your pics look like they are from nearly the same geographical area…. its a time warp every time for me!

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