Writing of the Wind

Writing of rivers he knew so well, yet writing of the wind, who can say? Who can describe the clouds

above our ruins? His hawk knew the way, speaking of peace carried on wingtips

yet a stronger wing does not always lift the wordflow….

he simply prayed, and his pen

wrote the fire.

Poetry and Image Copyright Β© 2021 rivers renewed

31 thoughts on “Writing of the Wind

    1. Thank you Michel! Impressionist paintings are my favorite type of art. Did you know that? In addition to Monet and others I think my favorite is Mary Cassatt. Peace my friend and wonderful blessings to you and your family.

  1. My interpretation of your connected words… when we tune out the wind (chaos) around us and go within (pray or meditate) we find our words, or they find us. πŸ’– πŸ™πŸ»

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