When I Was Young

When I was young years ago, it seemed like the spirit moved through the trees more often,

and there was never any malice in the air

lingering

in the shadows,

even the ghosts were innocent of blood,

and were seldom scary.

Everything was so different back then.

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Note: This is fiction.

The Interpretation

I was on a long walk, on the right trail, at least I could hear the hawk wings flying low, coming from left to right until she landed nearby.

And I heard the interpretation of her language, sharing a message from Our Creator….”it’s true”, she assured me again. “Everything, will be alright….”

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Welcome to Rivers Renewed

Welcome to Rivers Renewed! This site was formerly Ancient Skies, and reflects where I am as a writer now.

My subtitle says, “Restoring and renewing our rivers through poetry and wordflow.

Doesn’t that sound exciting? Here’s a short poem:

As our rivers get stronger, our words,

our phrases will infuse

even our own spirits.

Thank you again for reading!

Wishing you peace.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2020 rivers renewed, formerly ancient skies

Loving the Smell of Leaves

Walking true to himself and to others,

he found himself in the forest yesterday.

Loving the smell of leaves, moving

beyond the tree bark convinced,

the wind was speaking another language,

perhaps Lakota or even Cheyenne.

And he was amazed

by the leaves

still hanging on.

Discovery.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2020 ancient skies

The Silence of Trees

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Faded eagle dreams and faded jeans, combing grey hair, boots laced and a light weight camera,

the trails call, moving my spirit beyond crows, rejecting dark wings…I become the silence of trees, and wildflowers holding bees,

where light flickers through the canopy, I seek to know, as anyone could know, the Lord God,

like I did as a young man….

in a place that peace

calls home….

      

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