We Recognize the Light


In our deepest parts, in our farthest memories

we do recognize the light,

and in our flow we know,

that no trauma

will hold us back forever,

because looking up

we remember.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies


The Healing of Spring


“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul alike.”

John Muir

Allow yourself to drink in the strength

of our spring air,

and the time

for your spirit

to breathe, to become

quiet again.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Earth Would Bring Healing


She squinted through the snowfall, her determination burning once again, in spite of the howling wind.

She had followed the wings of the hawk, and now….was that a cave? They had been led here for sure….”C’mon my love!” she yelled to him, who struggled with each step.

He had saved her so many times, now it was her turn. They knew this was not the time for dying.

Once they collapsed inside the cave, they found it warm and safe. They had survived the ruination, the last of all wars, led by the spirit hawk, surely it was a sign.

The Earth would bring healing. There would be a spring, and hope…..was about to be born.

From the Apocalyptic Journal.


Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies