February 2017 – Rivers Renewed

An Evening Walk with You My Love

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My Love, as we follow the trail around the lake, take my hand

so we can step over the rocks, finding our way

to the covered bridge, sneaking a kiss

when no one is looking.

Filling Our Pages with Strength

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Every poet remembers their first heartbreak, but mostly they follow the healing,

sometimes along crooked paths made straight, and until the journeys

find their way to our pens, filling our pages

with strength.

Simply in the Beauty of Loving

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The light from mountain monasteries is not contained

in the doctrines of men, but simply in the beauty of loving

the One, and all that’s been made,

especially – all of us.

Bending with the Wind

As the willow tree bends with the wind, it becomes even more beautiful,

despite the weeping, the sun always writes a new story

each chapter, so amazing.

When Our Spirits are Refreshed

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When our spirits are refreshed we make better warriors,

not only will our weapons be stronger, but our shields

of peace will never fail, in the midst

of the battle raging.

The Sunlight on Our Faces

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Perhaps all we really need, is to lose ourselves on a quiet wooded trail

lifting our heads to absorb the caresses, of the sunlight on our faces

as we embrace the power, and the beauty of the pine trees.

Our Hope This Spring

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As the sun and the rain reach the deep soil of the earth,

may we be inspired My Love, that the earth

is new again, and that all is not lost.

May we continue to hope

and pray, and work,

to make our world

a more beautiful place,

yes, this spring.

When Wounded Hearts Seek Refuge

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Even with visions of wooden flutes playing softly, and Native Americans resting in their lodges,

the forest becomes truly sacred, when wounded hearts seek refuge, and healing

from the hatred in our world – needing the calm, the covering

presence of the One who made us all.

When Seagulls Speak to the Waves

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When seagulls speak to the waves they ask for food,

hopeful and diving, leading us to ponder the horizon,

wondering if we will ever comprehend,

or gain understanding

of eternity.

The Spring Rain

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In the autumn, the rain is cold and harsh, leading to ice

surrounding our hearts, but the spring rain

brings joy, with the life from above

and a smile to our faces,

as our hearts

are reborn.

Month: February 2017