A Quiet Spirit

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Surrendered moments within the depths of silence, the forest

a sea of green holding

our thoughts and prayers closely

as if we were filled now

with a quiet spirit.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Ghost Writer

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Did you think I was dead? I admit I look ridiculous standing in the middle of the forest,

enjoying the fog, listening for angel’s wings,

but I’m just waiting for the flame

of another poem, or at least

some simple phrases

to be lit deep within my heart.

So no I’m not dead, not yet.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

He was Never Alone

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Standing on top of the mountain he could see so many wounds now

on the earth as if people had allowed faith

to pass through

without paying attention,

so the paths overgrown

disappeared,

though he often

respected the candles

he walked beyond what had been

letting go of tired sermons,

the worn out reaching

but he never lost himself,

instead

within the light bathing, the songs

of the leaves

the forest spoke to his heart,

that he was never

alone.

Not ever.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

Our Most Sacred Spaces

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“Keep close to nature’s heart….and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain

or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.”

John Muir

Our most sacred spaces were never meant to be broken

as if glass could shatter,

becoming even smaller

versions of ourselves,

barely remembering

the wholeness of the forest

and who it was,

that made the Earth.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

My Words Seek a Path Not Hidden

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As if in a thick forest my words

seek a path not hidden.

Well it seems as if my site has been compromised again. Yes, we are in a summer lull, but this is different.

So, I had to make a decision today. Do I post once a month? Once a week? Do I go the opposite way, and blast 5 posts out in a single day? Nah! I will say that the less I am here, the more my site becomes an easy target.

So why am I still here? To be honest I believe in my work, I really do. And I want to see it do well. I ask for nothing in return, I make no money, I ask for no sponsors. I love to write, and I love to read your work, that’s why I’m here.

And I do get wonderfully encouraged. A blogging friend recently said I should, “share my gift.” That really makes my day! The strange thing is I had been thinking about writing more often. Many of you feel comfortable interacting with me through comments, and that is very special.

So, I don’t want to end this blog, or my faith based blog, Walking through Psalms, which is also limping along. And no, I’m not just looking at stats.

I have some ideas for moving forward, and one idea I have for now, is to share some of my older work with you. Did you know that for awhile I was posting twice a day, and I wrote fiction? There are more than 2,100 posts on this site!

And maybe I’ll throw in a quote once in a while, or an update about my wife and I. Let me know what you think. I’m seeking your input.

To all my readers thank you for reading and for your wonderful support!

Peace.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies