The Light Was Already Dancing

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As I walked into the woods today the light was already dancing,

filtered through the leaves,

pulling me,

pulling my spirit closer,

into the healing.

I stood for a long time

at rest, confident,

grateful even

that I was part of the earth now,

part

of the light dancing.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Note: From my archives.

A Time That Never Was

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So what is our determination? To live as one nation?

Or to sleep with our assault rifles, dreaming of a time that never was, and when not everyone was truly free?

A time filled with black and white TV showing us soap commercials

and that she’s a good wife keeping his shirts clean?

Stop dreaming.

If you really want to live the 2nd Ammendment

go buy a musket.

We’ll all be safer that way.

No one needs

an assault rifle,

no one. Wake up

and smell the coffee.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Sun Delivers a Soft Warmth

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A withered, battle scarred hand reaches into the sky hoping, praying,  to find even a small portion of faith to pull down to the earth. To rebuild.

As if as an answer, tree branches part holding their pose and the sun delivers a soft warmth gently caressing our cheek.

And suddenly we know, that yes it will be alright……someday, just not quite yet……but someday……

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

In the Space Between

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In the space between light and darkness,

as the dawn begins breaking,

there are times we don’t feel the privilege of a new day,

and we still smell the smoke,

or taste the cinder ash

of our dying hearts,

may we always remember

may we hold onto that light

that promises a new day,

always.

      

Note: This is about overcoming sadness.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies