poetry, fiction, nature, culture, compassion, love
More than simply softer flesh, the human heart holding
who we truly are,
a healing balm walking,
even our spirits
within our frames
will know the answers
deep within……this……
is our peace.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
When we speak of peace, we not only speak for ourselves but also for the interests of others,
for the idea of peace is filled with wholeness, a sense of healing, a sense of safety and being protected,
a sense of being accepted, of being loved, and even having bread for our physical bodies.
May we all have peace.
Amen.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
A singular, and continual movement of the heart
seeking the One being that can bring some hope
into the ruins and chaos of our world.
Who also loves us by the way,
so beautifully.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In each temple garden, in each heart opened,
a choice is made
to either seek light and pursue it,
or to only hide in the shadows
with nothing to say.
Is your temple speaking?
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
As sunlight pierced his shadows
he let go of a prayer
and gave it wings,
by forgiving.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Tucked away hidden, in core of our beings, with glimpses shimmering, light speaking
through a door open – but only half way, because we really don’t believe we are worthy, of being loved.
Do you here the voice of the light? You, yes you – are loved.
Note: From my archives.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies
When she found him she discovered he really was a warrior,
so she was willing to accept his shield,
having fallen into the strength
of his arms,
and he always found his answers
in the oceans of her eyes.
Together
they were more than just arrows flung
into the ambiguous,
learning that love is greater
than any strong tower
still clinging,
to the darkness.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies
