We Were the Spring

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My Love, when we first met we collided so beautifully, we were the spring,

pulling new life from our pain, the healing suddenly became alive for us,

and we could see for the first time. Very quickly

our hearts thundered into the steam 

of summer. Sealed now

we are forever filled

with the colors,

of each other.

      

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The Sacred Moments of a Spring Morning

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As the tulips stretch, and open their petals to the morning sun

a bluebird carries small twigs, to her new found home,

while she listens to the chorus of robin song.

And tucked away in a bungalow, are an older couple

refusing to let go of the sheets, staring

in each other’ eyes, pledging themselves

all over again, as if

they had just fallen

in love.

    

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Love Reflections II

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People did want to stone us, do you remember North Carolina, My Love, as they picked up the rocks? The ungodly imbedded code of hating us, our two different colors. They were blind though.

But we walked through their fire, as we always did for years later, and we reached farther, taking hold of the holy bonding. In our fire we were victorious

fooling every one of them

by getting married, and staying that way. Even though they still stare at us in Pennsylvania. 

    

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A Deeper Sense of Who I Am

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When things happen in our lives, including horrible things, we can spend our time in turmoil wondering why, or we can seek a new direction. I’m going to be honest here, the last 10 years or so have been the most difficult of my life. I say that only as an explanation, not as a request for sympathy, that I have cut back on blogging.

I love writing, that’s no secret, so I will push forward, in an effort to be positive. One of the hardest things for us to do, when times are difficult, is to feel loved. I know what that is like, and for men we are vulnerable in any number of ways, when life throws stones at us. That’s one of the reasons my wife and I are so close. We talk a lot.

I’m not interested in folding inward so I can protect myself, but I am going deeper in my spiritual life. I’m reading a lot more now. I have a stack of books just waiting for me, even more on my list! I am praying more, and searching for a much deeper spiritual life.

And I still enjoy photography. And yes I promise to share my photos here with you!

I will post here once a day, on most days, but I have a peace about maybe even skipping a day if it happens. And you know what? I have this new idea for Ancient Skies, perhaps, once in a while, posting a poem with no photograph, just the words. What??? No photo?

Thank you for your understanding! And thank you for being on this journey with me.

I wish you peace.

       

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