listening – Page 2 – Rivers Renewed

When I Was Young

When I was young years ago, it seemed like the spirit moved through the trees more often,

and there was never any malice in the air

lingering

in the shadows,

even the ghosts were innocent of blood,

and were seldom scary.

Everything was so different back then.

Note: This is fiction.

In the Silence of the Woodlands Snow

In the silence of the woodlands snow, the dawn emerges blue

and all I can sense besides a sparrow,

is God’s presence moving

through the trees,

so I lift some quiet words

as a prayer…..

Mountain Song

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As he stood there in his mountain song, he remembered the prayers of the fathers, the voices of his mothers uplifted,

and he knew his strength was not of this world, it was his spirit, it was always his spirit that gave him strength……

he closed his eyes then, taking in visions of the never ending river, listening to the comfort….

of the wind.

Each Moment with My Love

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Each moment with My Love, on the park bench, listening

to the music of water,

surrounded

by layers of leaves,

we whisper

sweet talk absorbed,

into the dogwood trees.

As the Wind Moves

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As the wind moves through the mountains

my boots crunch the light dusting of snow.

I am the intruder here

and yet at home in the wholeness of the moment

fully embracing the peace,

mindful of a few clouds,

yet still seeking the sun

to warm my face,

and renew

the spirit within me.

Within a Soft Whisper

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Within a soft whisper, filling us with life, with meaning

from the flow of love

making all the difference

creating a heart alive

filled

with a powerful beauty.

Hearing

We don’t hear much from God anymore, do we? too busy arguing

tweeting angry words

proving

we are right,

and obviously

someone else,

is too blame.

We don’t hear much from God anymore, do we?

Note: This is not about a person, it’s about our culture.

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