Pine trees never break in the January wind, instead bending
in their quiet resistance, and yet yielding
creating a stronger hope, they still hold on
to our prayers
even in the fury and wildness
of the January wind.
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The rocks were jagged, and the climb was tough
one final pull and he had arrived,
he was strong now
standing on top of the mountain,
he bowed his head,
closed his eyes,
grateful
for the eagles in his heart
and the courage
he had been given.
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“If we are to have peace on earth, our loyalties must transcend our race, our tribe, our class, and our nation; and this means we must develop a world perspective.”
“Let no man pull you low enough to hate him.”
Dr. Martin Luther King
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Snow and ice crunching under his boots, and a strange gray reflection
rippling across the creek, with deer tracks on the other side.
He paused, zipping up his coat a little further,
watching the trees bend.
He remembered traveling through time
hunting for visions with bows
wearing buckskin
and an occasional feather,
but it was long ago
on horseback,
so instead, in his reflection
by the creek,
he took some pictures.
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Dreams of poetry are often a matter of opening our sails
allowing the wind to fill us, embracing the strength
of the unlimited ocean.
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As I spoke with God, in the wind and the snow
I had the overwhelming feeling
of eternity whirling, swirling
surrounding my spirit
of a voice calling
in the distance
as if only a thin veil
separated
heaven and earth.
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Beauty will always embrace our brokenness, conquer
our despair, and strengthen us. And from the most ancient
of times, flowers were always meant to
speak to us,
as courage begins again,
to walk by our side.
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Take a walk in the wilderness, and set your mind free
from the chains of this world.
Breathe in all the goodness
made for you and I.
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As the forest surrenders to the gentleness of light,
transforming our minds,
our thoughts even,
renewing our spirits
with reshaping
our epiphany
a glimpse really
of a more beautiful
and enduring
poem.
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“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure, as long as life lasts.”
Rachel Carson
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