Winds Changing

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In that day when warfare is the ruler, the sovereign thief

stealing, destroying what we do know,

our spirits will often lead us

into winds changing,

pulling us into the kingdom of blue skies,

into something new,

a sense of a spring forest

exploring, restoring and changing

who we are.

Not the wiser,

maybe not even stronger,

yet a new creation

in love with a sense of living…..

the journey

of a new adventure.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

Note: It’s ok if our faith changes due to the ruins of our lives. It’s really ok, and a very real part…… of our survival. It is ok.

Story Tellers

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Every heart has a story to tell, the courage

to be beautiful in spite of it all,

the building of wings to lift

not only us but to strengthen

each one…..

have you written down

your victories yet?

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies 

The Festival of Lights

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Too often around the world, including in our country, Jewish people are attacked and sometimes killed due to hate.

Spins on the dark web reinforce hate filled minds and are manifested in physical attacks.

What can we do? Well speaking out about hate is one beginning. And proclaiming our support for those attacked….will draw us closer together I think.

So I will also share a little of a beautiful holiday just recently celebrated for 8 days by many Jewish people.

Chanakah, also known as the Festival of Lights, is a beautiful holiday commemorating the cleansing of the Temple. The Temple had been desecrated.

But once it was retaken there was a miracle! Oil for the candles lasted 8 nights, after re-dedication, when there was only enough oil for 1 night.

So each year 8 candles are lit with the 9th candle of a Chanakiah (a menorah for Chanukah).

Celebrate light this season!

All are welcome here, regardless of your religion, or if you have no religion.

This is not a political post, just a declaration that I stand against hate.

Peace to each one.

Writing and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

Note: This has been on my heart. 

The Christmas Hawk

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She loved the way the cold air filled her feathers on Christmas Day. First through the blue skies,

and then as she turned, and banked and even spun around twirling straight into a snow squall,

high up on the ridge. There was so much joy this day! A new day filled with hope, and life never ending, declared……openly.

it was all about the Anointed One, the star lighting the hearts of humans. She continued to twirl, banking and turning,

praising God with her wings as the snow came down heavily with the wind that never ends……

and somewhere in that wind beyond the tallest oak trees……she heard a choir singing…….

Merry Christmas everyone!

If you have a different faith I’m so glad you’re here. Peace and wonderful blessings to you as well!

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Best Gift

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He was out shopping from store to store and found some ear rings for her. The sounds of the season filtered

through the speakers of the mall, and yet something didn’t feel right. She had barely survived the transplant

and all he had to give her was, ear rings? It had been such a horrible year, he needed to give her something special,

but he just didn’t know what. He fought through the crowds with such a small gift, until he finally

made it back to the car, frustrated. He was almost in tears as he whispered into the dark, “God I need something special this year…..”

And then it came suddenly, struck him really, he would write her a poem!

He would pour out his heart. That’s all he ever really had, anyway.

They both cried when she tore the paper, opening the gift on Christmas Day, tucked into a wooden frame.

To this day it is mounted proudly on the wall

next to her bed. “The best gift ever…..” she said.

He had given his heart once again.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies