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As the willow bends, so too our spirits in the direction of light,
silence is a teacher, planting
stronger seeds.
Yet, we were not born on top of the mountain,
people, it really is people
that infuse
and shape us,
encouraging our identity.
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Winter hides within her wings
serenity
the beauty of a heart
quietly
searching,
listening,
for the voice of God.
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Healing is such a powerful force, especially
when we forgive
moving forward,
creating a new path
forged in beauty
instead of pain.
Life changing.
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Hope runs strong in the heart broken,
yet searching the horizon,
believing in the healing
with a measure of success,
plundering
the kingdom of despair.
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It snowed again last night, and in the softness,
in the silence covering the Earth
I found a peaceful place
that special space, of the heart
in which poetry dwells,
living, even shaping us
as we become
part of the cold blue light.
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In our resistance against darkness
we find light streaming
into our hearts and lives,
and often
a poem or two
floating freely.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
As autumn fades, we remember
special meals,
the warmth of smiles,
passing the mashed potatoes
and at sunset – blankets,
and popcorn on the couch
with a good movie.
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