Racial healing doesn’t mean we all become the same,
it’s a matter of embracing each other
and accepting, who we are,
each one.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Category: flowers
A Promise that Strengthens Us
Even though our dogwoods have faded, and the tulips
have disappeared, we can look forward now
to the iris, and the gardenias.
And there is always new life,
after the old
has passed away,
a promise
that strengthens us.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Our Own Wings Living in Our Hearts
As our spring brings new life, and the poetry we so desperately needed
rises as a Phoenix, the words will surprise us, taking us,
farther than we ever could have imagined,
up and beyond, straight into the heart of God even.
But only if we have eyes to see
our own wings
living
in our hearts.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
As the Colors Lightly Dance in the Warm Breeze
I love when the cherry blossoms burst
and spring surges forward,
somehow, there is hope again
as the colors lightly dance
in the warm breeze.
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It Seems Right to be In Love
As spring infuses our poetry,
lifting us, it seems right
to be in love,
walking
a little lighter
whistling
a little tune,
as we capture flowers
in our lens.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Even Deeper Still
My Love, as we walk through the colors this spring,
and the beauty that was made
may our hearts be lifted,
our faith strengthened,
and our love grown
even deeper still.
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It’s Spring Again My Love!
My Love, as the daffodils fill our hearts with hope,
we can start digging in the dirt,
breathing in the smell of the earth,
falling in love all over again
as I plant a kiss on your cheek.
You are so beautiful in old clothes,
and your sunhat.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
