We are made from many streams, aren’t we? pieces of a larger river twisting
through open fields, our lives as a meadow thirsting, for nourishment, with wildflowers….
calling forth the sun, to the mud on the shoreline, we sense, we learn our direction,
becoming the very grain we dream about, and allowing the wind to gently move
through us, in the fields.
Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
Note: This may sound mystical but it’s actually about our hearts and whatever faith life we have.
Rivers Renewed 
the way you choose your words, the order in which you place them, allows me to feel the movement of the wind, clouds, creatures………bravo!
Thank you Wendi for your great comments! Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
🙂 always a pleasure
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Beautiful and thought provoking. We are made from many streams, providing us with flexibility to manage all the changes!! 🙂
Yes, for sure! Thank you so much! Peace and have a wonderful week.
This is gorgeous, Nico!! I love all of it!
Thank you Katy! Your comments are a real blessing. Peace and be wonderfully blessed.
A beautiful lyrical poem rich in deep truths 😊🌺
Thank you D.A. for your beautiful and insightful comments! Peace and wonderful blessings.
Many blessings always
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Lovely words…
Thank you Rich! Peace and wonderful blessings.
A poetry of the water’s edge with its particular flora.
In friendship
Micchel
Thank you Michel! Peace and wonderful blessings to you and your family.
Amazing poem, I could feel being a stream for a while! 🙌
Awesome! Thank you for your great comments. Peace and wonderful blessings.
I loved your choice of words that were woven beautifully.
Thank you Mitty! Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
Beautifully written and it’s so relatable
Thank you Dalia! Your comments are wonderfully encouraging. Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
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