On a Quiet Wooded Trail

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Perhaps all we really need is to lose ourselves

on a quiet wooded trail,

lifting our heads to the warm caresses

of the sun on our faces,

to fill our lungs with the air

from blue skies,

to embrace the power

and the beauty

of all that was made.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

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Earth Day 2019

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And the sins of the fathers are being visited on us their children,

while the Earth continues to be ripped and torn,

I can’t help but think of the people lost,

swept away by storms,

from the changes in our air,

as dark clouds still gather

while ignorant bullies hide

their head in the sand,

lacking even a speck

of empathy.

How many more people

will be lost?

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Happy Easter

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We are so amazingly loved……aren’t we?

And contained within

is the mystery discovered.

Even the renewal

of earth declares

the shape, the sense

of wholeness.

Happy Easter!

I have many readers with a different faith than my own, so I wish everyone here the blessings of renewal and peace!

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies