June 2017 – Rivers Renewed

In the Wildflowers and Ferns

In the wildflowers and ferns, summer

reclaims the earth, and embraces

the sun, spreading peace

throughout the forest.

Poetry in Your Wings

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Let roar, let it rip

let it loose, let it fly

let it tear across the morning sky

your words, discovering why

there’s poetry

in your wings.

An Evening Walk in the Summer

As the concrete lets go of the heat of the day, shade

wins the battle, turning into night

and cool air fills

our lungs, as we walk under the street lights,

holding hands

grateful

for the water fountains.

Prayer

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Prayer – not a religion really, or even our heads

maneuvering, but simply our hearts

lifting up, asking for wings

and the strength

to believe.

In Our Seasons Hidden

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In our seasons hidden

a mystery of nature,

teaching us

we are not in control

of our storms,

and yet

we are so completely,

undeniably

loved,

even in the rain.

Which Turns So Beautifully

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Hearts filled with courage, are not born the strongest

instead having learned to move beyond,

the shaking, the terror

of trying again,

which turns so beautifully

into confidence.

Simple Beauty

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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.

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.”

Heart Flame

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Perhaps My Love, the fire of faith is simply given

to fight against our cold blood, and the cruelty

of this world. As we offer ourselves

as sacrifices for sanity,

and love, burning

as a fire, our heart flame.

Filling My Heart with Song

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Filling my heart with song, is simply

standing on top of the mountain, touching the sky

being surrounded by the blue,

embraced

and listening to the wind.

I will praise the One.

Month: June 2017