The Prayer Stone

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In search of the prayer stone this morning, there were no ancient sages whispering mystical words from the dark corners of the forest.

And the sun was dull at times, as clouds ceased the calling of flowers, even their strength was diminished. Shadows prevailed.

I closed my eyes, waiting…..and then a glimpse of a word. So I decided to write a poem today…..after all.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Within the Expanse

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Within the expanse of our time and the light we’ve been given,

we hold in our hearts

the creating of new life.

Each day we can choose, to make a positive impact

on each other.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies