Prayer Song Overflowing

With the wind in my hair, and a prayer song overflowing,

I made my way

to the top of the mountain,

embracing

all things.

I became new again.

      

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The Twilight Sky

It was the dark comfort of the twilight sky

that still held her together,

the enfolding of stillness…

until he wrapped her in his arms again,

chasing away

her fears.

       

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Note: This is actually about one spouse comforting the other, through times of cancer.

Lifting Our Heartsong

When we lift our heartsong in these times

of uncertainty and strife,

even our wings

will be restored

our voices strengthened,

through shaping our poems

and prayers.

Have you encouraged someone today?

       

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Safe in Each Other’s Arms

Where did we begin My Love? You were always my blue sky, drawing me into your essence,

and I became your rock, the earth under your feet, ruddy in appearance,

but we both got so lost in each other….. and found at the same time…..

I’m not sure how we happened, where it all began…..but I do know My Love, you will always carry my heart,

and we are safe

in each other’s arms.

     

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Note: Influenced by an earlier work.

Cloud Dreaming

As clouds drift in the endless blue, I lay my head down,

in the softness of the tall grass, dreaming.

I see visions of a peaceful world

of gentle moments in villages

meandering, along the river

a peace of green,

lovers undisturbed

where sky and earth embrace,

their people.

Such a long time ago.

     

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How I Feel About My Wings

Well I do believe that I am lifted, and encouraged by having wings and yet in these times of smoke and ruins,

they’re actually essential for our very survival….not the dark wings of course, formed in fire,

and the storms of our scars, but the wings shaped from the earth, and sky and oceans, blended…

so beautifully with our heartsongs.

Some say rivers are more powerful, but I’m not sure that’s true. Both can run through us and within us

bringing us hope in supernatural ways……

Ain’t that amazing??

     

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Poems from the Most Sacred Space

Lines and phrases seeking to heal

through our pages,

bring health to our bones

and wisdom,

from the ages.

     

Poems from the most sacred space, the human heart.

     

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How I Shape Shifted

It was a matter of the light of course, I could see more clearly the beauty of our world,

and the value of people so different than I am….amazing colors and heartsongs.

So it was no surprise when I let the shifting begin, I was saying no to so many cultural ideas of doctrines,

and drama…saying no to people blinded by their own ideas, prejudice in so many ways, running through their blood. My own heartsong changed over time.

And that’s really how I became more accepting of people, although certain codes will always be true,

I’m different from who I was, a more benevolent spirit I guess, with a few swirls of silver now.

Hoping and wishing, everyone finds their own wings….and who they truly are.

      

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The Brightness of the Morning

When he looked up, his heart was lifted,

covered in the blue sky.

And he realized it really was ok for his thoughts to be in the clouds, enjoying…

the brightness of the morning.

     

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Softer than Jade

Softer than jade and much more alive, oak leaves became his treasure that day, as a mystical wind

blew quietly through the trees, and sparrow song created a sacred space,

speaking…through the trees, of emerald poems and diamonds embedded…

in his prayers.

      

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