When the Bluebird Sings

Bluebird via audobon

When the bluebird sings she lifts her voice, as a prayer for us

that we will be encouraged, focusing on the beauty

filling us, seeing the deer

in the wildflowers,

breathing in the coolness

and the strength of the forest,

conquering our own mountains.

And as we smile, the bluebird’s faith

becomes even stronger.


Poetry © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Image from Audubon via google

video from youtube



In the Mountains Where Eagles Live


In the mountains where eagles live,

a lone hiker stops, to tie his boots again

as he lays his walking stick down,

he watches

a mother bear, teach her cubs

that blueberries really are good

for food.

And as the clouds drift

chipmunks scatter under the brush

running for their burrows

having seen a shadow

of wings.

And the hiker continues

with a renewed strength,

as he picks up

his walking stick.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

As the Wind Gently Moves the Tall Grass


As the wind gently moves the tall grass

on the side of the mountain,

a few bees

contend for the wildflowers swaying,

and my heart is at rest, 


as the shadow of hawk wings


passes over – stirring, bringing

a sense of adventure.

And in the wind now, I can hear

Him speak.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies