peace – Ancient Skies

The Quiet Spirit

The quiet spirit carries a sense of oceans running within,

unlimited beauty

yet peaceful and confident,

expecting even stronger poems

hidden within,

the restoration

and rest.

When the Leaves Begin Their Fire

When the leaves begin their fire, love becomes more tangible,

more real to us,

and in the drawing close for warmth

we are encouraged in each other,

with our hearts

able to move forward,

once again.

Breathing Life Back into Us

Our peaceflow will restore our sense of who we are,

breathing life back into us,

bringing back visions

of who we want to be,

rebirthing in our spirits,

what we once called…..hope,

strengthening us

within.

Note: I’m observing a day of rest starting late this afternoon, for about a day or so. Peace.

Holding On to Our Sacred Space

As the water falls and we hold on to our sacred space,

where quiet speaks

to that special place,

within our heart of hearts

our desire,

for rest

and renewal.

Wholeness. Amen.

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.

Restful Peace

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When our bodies are at rest,

our minds and spirits build

a more meaningful peace,

deep within. And in that way,

we actually become

stronger.

Note: I’m on a day or so of rest. I’ll see you soon.

Ocean Wind

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There are times when the wind from the ocean is malicious, yet on this day he noticed the wind was carrying a particulate peace from the depths,

moving beyond the weight and heaviness below the surface, instead moving determined, up and over,

towards the shore, and through the pines trees, winnowing. Finally swirling around his face, around his being,

whispering words, that lifted his spirit in an unknown language, sort of like music. So in a deep breath, he let it all go…..

How is it that the wind seeks us, until we are encouraged?

A Day of Rest

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I like many people, around the world, am beginning a day of rest. Some call it the Sabbath or Shabbat.

No, I wasn’t born Jewish but I really enjoy the concept. It’s liberating really….to have one day a week,

to put everything aside…..and just rest. Renewed, restored and very much alive.

I’ll see you in a day or so.

Peace.

August’s Forest

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The comforting dark of August’s forest made it easy to slip

through to the world unseen,

and I was spirit, as if in a dream,

not of false rainbows but of peace,

an amazing depth

I had never known before,

where silence takes us

beyond bravery

as light flickers

through the trees.

The Twilight Sky

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It was the dark comfort of the twilight sky

that still held her together,

the enfolding of stillness…

until he wrapped her in his arms again,

chasing away

her fears.

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