There are mysteries held in the pine trees of winter, so gentle is the wind,
as branches sway confirming, the healing as we walk along
the ridge. Our spirits yielding, remembering
what we were like so long ago, a spirit free,
and a mystery holding our hearts
in the branches
of the pine trees of winter.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
, beautiful flow in this piece
Thank you Ecopoet! I’m blessed by your comment. Peace and have a wonderful weekend.
This is beautiful! 💜
Thank you Holly! It’s actually one of my favorites now. Peace and rich blessings to you.
It is exceptionally beautiful, blessing to you Nico.
Very peaceful Nico!
Thank you Connie for your wonderful comments! Peace and be blessed on Sunday!
🙏peace to you as well Nico!
bravo!
Thank you so much! I’m blessed by your comment. Peace to you!