Simple Beauty


Simple beauty can lift us

taking us beyond, yet reaching in

touching gently our deepest

wounds, anointing our spirits

within quiet streams

or encouraging words

from a friend.

Until we believe again

that our lives do matter.


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Angel Talk

What would an angel say, visiting you in the middle of the night,

in the trenches of your devastation?

Would she put her arm around you, drying

your tears? Nah, she would probably say, “Get your boots on hon,

strap on your shield, and grab a hold of that sword

you know so well.”

“And stop staring at the javelins

in your chest.”

“Let’s get your fight on hon,

it’s time now,

for you and I to slay

some dragons.”


Poetry © Copyright 2017, ancient skies