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Evergreens, standing tall in the blue twilight
of the winter sky,
centurians of fir, spruce and pine trees
lingering in a scent of Christmas
guarding, watching over
the silence
of the snow covered forest.
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As the sun sets, after the storm
something similar to hope
can be born,
a tangible presence
in the winter sky.
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Winter enfolding, with layers of peace descending,
in the silence of snowfall
we move beyond the rage,
ready now for our time
of quiet reflection.
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Yesterday, we seemed so young back then, didn’t we My Love?
Even the sun seemed brighter,
and we could trust
in the beauty
of our world.
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The beauty of winter never lives within the color white
or in the silence of snowflakes surrounding, swirling
around our heads as chrystals
take shape in mid-air.
The beauty of winter
is usually found in the peace
we hold in our hearts,
sacred prayers
from the quiet within.
Well, I guess snow
is quite beautiful too.
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Hidden away, in the stillness of the snow
under the blue light of winter
a set of eyes,
looking up
with a humble heart
releasing a prayer
and heaven,
as heaven often does,
begins to open
to listen
to the beautiful phrases
of Grandmother Squirrel.
I love when squirrels pray,
don’t you?
Note: Influenced by Native American stories.
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Enfolded within our lives are the mysteries of the heart
and emotions
poems already prepared
waiting
until we discover them
within the trauma
and victory running
through and within
our journey.
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