The Space Between the Seasons

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In the space between the seasons, sunlight filters gently

in and through the leaves

giving us a mix of green

and yet some of the glory

found in the golden treasure

of autumn.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: I’m under the weather today and will be back soon.

He was Never Alone

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Standing on top of the mountain he could see so many wounds now

on the earth as if people had allowed faith

to pass through

without paying attention,

so the paths overgrown

disappeared,

though he often

respected the candles

he walked beyond what had been

letting go of tired sermons,

the worn out reaching

but he never lost himself,

instead

within the light bathing, the songs

of the leaves

the forest spoke to his heart,

that he was never

alone.

Not ever.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies