Our Wedding Anniversary

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Well I am just about the happiest man on the face of the earth! My wife and I are celebrating more than 30 years of our marriage! Yes!! Now we don’t give exact dates over the internet, but we are so excited I have to share this!

My wife is the one I write about, the one I dream about. Life can be horrible when terrible things happen (like cancer), but what matters now is the love we share, and the healing we give to each other!

I could not be happier, and we don’t often hear that from men, so I want to boldly declare that today.

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And for our celebration, we went to Washington D.C. Our nation’s capital really is a beautiful city. I highly recommend a visit there. You will find some of the best museums in the world, including the Smithsonian, which is actually many museums.

The Smithsonian has the National Gallery of Art, the African-American Museum (brand new), the Native American Museum, the National Zoo, the Natural History Museum, and many others.

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And the city is ethnically diverse. You will find some of the best ethnic restaurants in the world! My wife and I ate at an Indian restaurant which was wonderful.

I also recommend a dinner or brunch cruise on the Potomac River. There are very large cruise boats that feed you a wonderful feast, as you slowly cruise by some of the monuments of this beautiful city.

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To My Love – Happy Anniversary!

     

P.S. The photographs here are from our trip. I will share more in a future post.

Writing and all Images © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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We Do Eventually Become the River

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When we are in our seasons of prayer,

it’s not that we are sending our hopes, our dreams

down the stream, as paper boats toppling –

fragile vessels, through the rapids.

No.

We do eventually become the river,

sending hope

and the power of faith, surging,

merging,

with the greatest

of all oceans,

victorious.

   

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

As the Wind Gently Moves the Tall Grass

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As the wind gently moves the tall grass

on the side of the mountain,

a few bees

contend for the wildflowers swaying,

and my heart is at rest, 

listening

as the shadow of hawk wings

silently

passes over – stirring, bringing

a sense of adventure.

And in the wind now, I can hear

Him speak.

   

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

 

Angel Talk

What would an angel say, visiting you in the middle of the night,

in the trenches of your devastation?

Would she put her arm around you, drying

your tears? Nah, she would probably say, “Get your boots on hon,

strap on your shield, and grab a hold of that sword

you know so well.”

“And stop staring at the javelins

in your chest.”

“Let’s get your fight on hon,

it’s time now,

for you and I to slay

some dragons.”

    

Poetry © Copyright 2017, ancient skies