The Healing of Spring

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“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul alike.”

John Muir

Allow yourself to drink in the strength

of our spring air,

and the time

for your spirit

to breathe, to become

quiet again.

     

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In the Spirit of the Mountains

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In the spirit of the mountains we are confident,

having touched the sky, we can reach

now with our own spirits reshaped,

with wings extended

our wordflow

has a stronger heart.

And our poems can live

and breathe on the earth,

and move

in a marvelous way.

      

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The Stillness of Trees

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A closer walk within the wind, discovering the pre-dawn of winter

where prayers guide us through

the stillness of trees

gifting our spirits

with a sense of quiet,

a stronger muscle,

and lungs unafraid to breathe

through all our questions.

It is winter

and our boldness will see us through.

    

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Unified

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Every human heart longs for the flow of both peace and strength

unified,

so we can fill our wings

refusing our own rubble

completely overwhelming

the weakened ruins

of our world.

And then,

and then my friend

we will see the changes we need,

our rivers together

so glorious.

Protect your heart

until then.

    

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Sometimes

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Sometimes, I am a waterfall surging as my words overflow

into shapes only desiring

to bring a smile to her face.

And sometimes I write to her,

about her, to encourage

us both as we fight in the war,

as we barrel through

another holiday

holding on to each other

through the pain.

Note: A number of you have asked about how my wife is doing. Mostly she is doing well in spite of having cancer.

If you didn’t know this is the second time for her. We nearly lost her the first time.

The mass in her chest (not on her chest) is shrinking. Yay!

At the moment she has an infection and is on a lot of medicine, but this is not uncommon.

The toughest part of the battle is fighting – to not be afraid.

Thank you for your positive thoughts and prayers!

    

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