When I Was a River

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When I was a river the wordflow was easier,

and now there are still waters

running deeper

so I meditate,

diving within

to find the treasure.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Summer Lake

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In the heat of summer, the lake often calls to artists and dreamers

in the coolness of water,

and the explosion of green.

And sometimes…. even prayers

are sculpted,

given shape, given light,

flowing through our hearts and escaping.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies