When our healing begins, our spirits will be drawn
to the peace
the quiet
of a gentle snowfall,
and the beautiful whispers
in the winter wind.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
When our healing begins, our spirits will be drawn
to the peace
the quiet
of a gentle snowfall,
and the beautiful whispers
in the winter wind.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
Beautiful Nicodemas. While I read your post, I came to think, that I have seen it before. Is that correct?
Probably the photo because I enjoy it so much, but the poem was written today. I do enjoy writing this way so it is similar to others. Thank you Irene, peace and great blessings to you!
I think, you are right, I do remember the beautiful photo. Thank you.
Love it
Thank you so much! Peace to you and blessings.
My absolute pleasure.
Beautiful-so peaceful
Thank you Nyx! Peace to you and great blessings.
Lovely thoughts!
Thank you Connie! Peace and blessings to you, and have a wonderful week.
So beautiful and pure
Bravo Nico,
Thank you Morgan for your great comments! Peace my friend and have a wonderful week.
Gorgeous
Thank you Candice! Your comment is a blessing. Peace to you and have a great week.
Beautiful poetry!! 🌹❄️🌹❄️🌹
Thank you Trini for your great comment! Peace and blessings to you.
Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
Thank you Michael! This is a real blessing. Peace to you and be blessed!
Truly beautiful.
Thank you Ellie! Peace and have a wonderful week.
Somehow this has given me an image of me sitting on a swing, with many layers to keep me warm… And watching the snow fall gently on the ground… And me hearing my own thoughts as a soft little rhythmic hum.
Thank you so much for your beautiful comments! Peace to you and rich blessings.
nice, touching and profound, as usually…
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Have a fine Monday and an optimistic week, Monsieur “Cieux Anciens”! 🙂
a bonus from my Facebook page:
pure joy throughout a keen gaze of eternity… the other-world is simply what we are – an echo between the unbounded outer space and the unrevealed abyss – where our thoughts are always unchained and unhindered… each star turns into a whisper of love that drags us into a blooming galaxy… 🙂
Merci Melanie for your beautiful comments! Peace my friend and wonderful blessings to you.
May we have ears to hear those “beautiful whispers in the winter wind”. Grace & Peace.
Thank you Lois! Yes, and amen. Peace to you and wonderful blessings.
Thank you so much! Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
Thank you so much! Peace to you and blessings.