Encouragement today,
allow peace
to fill you,
to wash
your worries away.
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Note: This is a pre-planned post.
Category: dawn
Silver Threads
Silver threads of the lake at dawn,
with whispers of deliverance
to awaken,
to transform the grey
to a startling blue,
and the beginning
of birdsong.
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Morning Meditation
A stone feather, with purple light wrapped, in soft petals
as the drowsy joy of dawn,
puts to sleep
the mystery of the night.
He opens his front door,
breathing in
the morning air.
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In the Mountains
I found wordflow in the mountains,
healing for body,
and soul.
Hiking boots, and camera.
Note: I’m on a one day break today. See you very soon!
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In the Golden Blue of Dawn’s Horizon
In the golden blue of dawn’s horizon, the poet awakens,
searching the skyline
absorbing the colors,
while shaping the words,
shape shifting his fabric
for phrases
and verse, as he summons
his spirit wings,
to write it all down.
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The Primal Dawn
It was one of those primal dawns,
with the world not yet awake,
and a chill
in the cold night air still lingering,
the earth was so quiet pausing
without rotation,
without wild revelations
only the beginning of the sun
in the quiet of the night ending
bringing a thrill, a wholeness,
even without chimes,
until one single robin began
to sing her chorus,
lifting the sun even higher……
and eventually
a new day began.
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The Power Within Us
Hope seems distant in the shadows of fear,
yet living within us
is the power
to believe again.
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Somewhere in the Wind
Even in the cold grey dawn, poets will often search
the shoreline, looking for a glimpse of wordflow, in the silence listening
releasing any bitterness to receive it as a soft rain begins washing their spirits,
stunned here and there, at the beauty of a simple phrase……or a line.
And somewhere in the wind…..there’s a story.
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In the Winter Dawn
In the winter dawn, God speaks as the snow begins to fall,
and my spirit moves beyond words,
realizing I needed this moment,
this rest
as sunlight
restores the sparkle.
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In the Softness
It snowed again last night, and in the softness,
in the silence covering the Earth
I found a peaceful place
that special space, of the heart
in which poetry dwells,
living, even shaping us
as we become
part of the cold blue light.
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