encouragement – Rivers Renewed

Within the Heart

The simple yet sacred truth living

within the heart of a tulip

is that love still lingers,

and flows within our beings

carrying us

far beyond the darkest ruins

of our world,

of our lives

until we are refreshed,

it has always been this way.

Poetry and Image © copyright rivers renewed 2018, 2022

Thank You!

It has been a long time since I’ve done a thank you post so – thank you so much! You all are an amazing group of people!

I’m always amazed by your poetry, art, articles, reviews, and photography. You should all receive awards and make lots of money!

And I wish I could follow each one of you. Your support for my work is truly a blessing and humbling.

I’d like to make a recommendation for those that are beginning their blogging life here. If you want your blog to do well, please link it to social media. You’ll be glad you did!

The future is not only here now, it was here yesterday.

I’m really happy with where my blog is and my journey here….and you are the reason!

Thank you!

In the Wind Swept Valleys

She noticed that in the wind swept valleys, poetry was waiting

some recovery words, a healing stream with phrases

even after the darkness fell, wind would pull her

through as light caught her wing, the good one,

she was never surprised really of how good

it was to come into the light again, or stand

on top of the mountain.

When Spring Speaks to Us

When spring speaks to us in the bursting of oak leaves,

or in the hyacinth boldly expressing who she is,

it has always been to lift us, so that we in turn

can lift up others. The Earth returns

quite frankly to save us, to restore

hope in our hearts.

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter everyone! This weekend around the world millions of people are celebrating the risen Christ. New life, and the defeat of death are amazing to think about.

And Happy Passover to all my Jewish friends! You know, without the Passover, today’s celebration of Easter would never have happened. God saved His people from death and pulled them from slavery in a dramatic way.

You see Jesus was Jewish. He grew up Jewish and celebrated Jewish holidays, including Passover! Isn’t that amazing? And the Last Supper was actually a Passover Seder. Did you know that?

I also have a lot of friends here from a number of faiths. I’m so happy to say that, and I’m so glad you’re here. You are a wonderful part of my blog! Thank you!

May each of us enjoy this season of renewal and rebirth. The Earth is becoming new again!

Peace and wonderful blessings to each of you.

When Hope Springs

When hope springs from our well within,

peace speaks to our inner most being

bringing a stronger flow,

and poetry

not from this world.

Words taking Shape in the Woods

I discovered words rotate better, taking shape in the woods,

as if leaves in sunlight coax, syllabic meaning

and the canopy sways with phrases

these earth songs fill us

so we can see so much better

who we are,

and where our poems

lay hidden.

Tucked Away Hidden

Tucked away hidden, in the deepest core of our being

glimpses, shimmering

light speaking

through,

the closed door,

because we really don’t believe

we are worthy,

of being loved.

Did you know you are loved?

More than Enough

Shifting winds blew through her long hair,

as she walked through the park

trying to make sense of it all, she couldn’t

and it didn’t, none of it made sense

all that she had been through,

yet spring was here,

and cherry blossoms roared within her heart

she knew hope,

was not far away, and she decided

that was enough for her,

it was more than enough

as the wind tossed

cherry blossoms into her hair.

P.S. As a writer I find I can write easily with either a male or female voice.

River Poem

Opening the door was never a struggle, to flow or let the wordflow in,

yet he pushed back on the obscure, preferring

to meander a while in the shade of oak trees,

his heart willing and wordflow

always honest, she

flowed quietly,

or sometimes roared

he let her have her way,

until she was finished

he smiled

closing his laptop,

grateful

for another day.

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