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The wet sand beneath his feet, the pattern of waves rolling in,
curling in, until crashing
on the shore then fanning out
a thin layer of the sea
reaching for his feet
and he realized
he was filled
with peace now.
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We rebuild each other, don’t we My Love?
Even in the worst of times
we always rediscover
each other’s flow,
as two eagles soaring
above what used to be,
but is now
renewed.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Over the expanse of time, within the expanse of our spirits
light grows
seeking only to infuse our words,
and encourage
our hearts.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
A softer walk in a quiet rain, fills my spirit
with a sense of stillness,
a deeper peace,
and now words begin
taking shape,
lifting themselves
as poems and prayers.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
We are defined by our courage not the scars within us,
and yet our trauma can change our direction.
Remember to hold onto the light,
allowing your river
to go even deeper, pushing
your spirit into
a stronger flow.
Amen.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
I share photos of flowers,
knowing the power
of their strength
and light.
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Embracing the horizon as my spirit is lifted
up and over
the depths
of the ocean.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
