Our Peace Will Not Fade

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And our foot will not slip, our peace will not fade

when we are cleansed by the tides.

       

Our strength is firmly planted,

when we are washed by a sunset,

rinsed in the joy, our spirits – lifted

as we give ourselves fully

to the horizon.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

And When Love Seems Distant

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And when love seems distant, our hearts cry out

our voice echoes across the sea, with no one listening.

But the blue will always bear witness, and the light from the sun

that we are not alone, and never have been.

And the pine trees testify, that in reaching up

there is strength, on the shore.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Sensitive Men

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Never afraid of the thunder, deep roots holding,

light keeping, from knowing prior civilizations

and the devastation of kings.

     

They will hold you when you cry, write a poem

when you’re blue, lift your spirits

with simply a word or two.

      

And there are times, when they bury their faces

in a bouquet of flowers, dreaming of a more beautiful world.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

In the Early Morning

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In the early morning of a summer day, the sun breathes in

causing a slight chill in the air, while robins

sing their ballads, and the doves

coo their sweet love songs.

       

And our spirits are refreshed.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

The Compassionate Mary

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In our world of unbridled hate, that overflows

our golden mountains, tears down our purple tapestries,

steals our sacred peace, no wonder many long for her

heavenly arms surrounding us, a heart

caring for us, and praying.

The opposite of strife,

the compassion

of a mother.

Life not death.

    

I understand this completely,

and I hope

she is still praying for me.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Statue of The Lady of Lavang, a visitation recorded in Vietnam

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

He Asked for Charity

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A Poem by St. Francis of Assisi 

God came to my house and asked for charity.

And I fell on my knees and

cried, “Beloved,

what may I

give?”

“Just love,” He said.

“Just love.”

      

Poetry by St. Francis of Assisi (1182-1226)

Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Purple, Yellow, and Orange

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When we get to heaven will there be purple, yellow, and orange flowers?

I sure hope so, we are indeed a reflection of infinity

and it is recorded that people of all colors

will be there, with total peace

thanking God

for each other, but I hope

we have flowers too.

      

And may all people have peace, here and now.

I love the different colors

don’t you?

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

A Word for Wednesday

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The word for today is “honesty”. Of course we all know, we need to be honest, but there are different circumstances we face, where we need to be honest. For example if we get pulled over for speeding by the police, what do we say to the police officer? Do we pretend not to know how fast we were going?

But as artists and writers, we also need to be honest within our art. Do we know our gifting fully? What are our strengths, and where do we need to grow? For example I love to write poetry, but my poetry is different, it reflects, at least to some degree who I am. I have a certain style or maybe more than one. However if I only compare myself to others – they (or you!) write much better than I do! Through honesty I get inspired by reading other writers, and I can learn from you.

And our honesty must always be compassionate. Don’t be too hard on others, and especially not on yourself!

So be honest with yourself and your art! And have a great time creating!

       

Writing and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Broken Mystics Wounded Sages

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In the heart of the earth the creation groans

at the sins of humanity, shaking, moving lava forward

forming the rock of the oldest prophecy

pushing up a being – towards

the surface until they are born.

A heart begins to beat,

cooling on the surface.

       

A wounded creation man or woman

but never forgetting the connection to earth.

Scars and yet bringing healing

with words and a spark

growing wings towards heaven

and loving all humans

breathing.

      

They lift their hearts to their upward calling, asking

for a sign, opening their laptops, they begin

to write, to encourage us through

the scars not forgotten.

     

And the earth never forgets,

while the heavens behold her glory,

and the mystics and sages

press forward.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

May Our Temples

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May our temples always live in the mountains

fortified with the walls of peace and yet, always open

humbled, vulnerable, regardless

of the language or creed,

giving to our neighbor.

      

In the openness we are crumbled, forming diamonds of our spirits.

May we show the strength and beauty

of each other, reflecting

the light of the sun.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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