When fall fell I was already in love
breathing easier,
we both love wearing the softer sun now
and our jackets,
holding hands
we find ourselves
disappearing
into the leaves.
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Month: October 2019
The Lifesong of Autumn
In autumn there is not only the glory of leaves
but the harvest
the drawing in
and bringing together,
the closeness of love.
A lifesong
sung so wonderfully.
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Glimpses of Light
As the Spirit of Lying continues to strangle Washington D.C.,
choking our democracy,
ripping our unity
we do occasionally have glimpses of light.
And the light of truth
will prevail,
subduing even the far right subverting,
Lying to win, winning at all costs,
will eventually
destroy itself.
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Sky Reaching
Sky reaching into our spirits declaring
the beauty of our world
in the simple movement
of clouds,
and birds
in the tapestry of blue.
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Living the Story
In the shadows of forest, of flickering light through the canopy above, so many stories are born and run their course,
run through my veins where swordkeepers dwell, speaking of wisdom and peace, with kings and queens worthy,
and still others tell of the Spirit Bow speaking, or the Sacred Javelin lost, and then found. How light is bent
or of buckskin and the tribes restored within their spirits coming back and bison running free, as the river……
A writer alone
in the forest…..
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A More Beautiful Healing
It always amazes me how fall brings
a more beautiful healing
between the Earth and humanity
between our senses
and our spirits.
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Pure Light
Pure light will always make shadows,
as if covering us
with a set of wings
enabling, showing us
we can walk through it
causing our heart
to have confidence.
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In A Quiet Wind
In a quiet wind, leaves dance
and our healing takes shape,
in the form of words
drifting
into a poem.
I love how leaves are carried
for miles,
down the mountain.
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Peace Be Still
A quiet in the pine trees today brought light,
a silence that said,
“Peace be still…..”
removing my filters,
removing my noise,
I could see clearly
there is a One
that made us all.
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Life Across the Sky
The light of dawn
warming the autumn air
streaking
life across the sky.
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Rivers Renewed 