Ocean Meditations II

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The rhythym of the waves speaking to who we truly are,

we are spirit

and in the quieting of our inner life

we remember

it was not always this way,

there truly was a connection.

And I realize now

the oceans cleanse us

from who

we were never meant to be,

restoring us,

so amazingly.

      

Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

Seeking that Place

20160418_122232Bluejays sang their most sacred songs in the highest branches of the tallest trees,

while the blue sky shifted and white clouds followed that rugged trail,

he ascended, heart full of burdens seeking that place, that place where God lived, or least

it seemed that way, to the top… on the largest of rocks, where everything could be seen, 

that special place of a calmness where violence was always rejected, and light….could be tangibly felt.

     

Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

I Saw the Light

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I saw the light of my people, of all people

walking over rugged terrain,

in small towns, in the cities,

sometimes through ruins

marching peacefully

with fire in their hearts,

huge crowds gathering

for their brothers and sisters,

for all people…..

demanding liberty

and justice

for all.

      

Poetry © Copyright 2020, ancient skies, image from unknown news agency

Restoration

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“I won’t traffic in fear and division.”

Joe Biden

You know what? I believe Honest Joe when he says that.

He’s not perfect, and he says that too, in the context of he will take responsibility when he does make a mistake.

Instead of blaming others. I know too he will help this nation heal. He will be picking a woman running mate,

and I’m willing to bet she will be African American.

God, may the healing and restoration begin for our nation, for our world.

Amen.

      

Writing and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies