The Sunlight Streaming Through the Forest

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I’m ready now My Love to walk closer, to go deeper, as we watch the sunlight streaming through the forest,

absorbing the darkness surrounding the oak trees and the pines, in the coolness

of the morning.  Hold me My Love, and let’s lift up a prayer, thanking Him

for the beauty. In close, and as we touch each other’s hair

the light dances, on both of us.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

The Beauty of the Journey

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In the canyons of our deepest memories, there are always glimpses

of who we once were, a sandbox, or a bicycle, a stream

where we went fishing, and Dad no longer carried us.

We eventually found our own way, the path

was not one but many, we searched

and found not who we are

but the beauty

of the journey.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies