A Walk at Sunset

Beach Waves

As seagulls peer into waves expecting the night to fall, an older couple are still holding hands, refusing to give up their walk, in spite of the chill,

in spite of the sun setting, they had seen enough of hell, to recognize the true treasure now. They would never let go of love, or each other. 

    

Note: From my archives.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, 2019, ancient skies

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Light Speaking

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Tucked away hidden, in core of our beings, with glimpses shimmering, light speaking

through a door open – but only half way, because we really don’t believe we are worthy, of being loved.

Do you here the voice of the light? You, yes you – are loved.

Note: From my archives.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Our Heart Song Riding on the Wind

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You didn’t really hear me when I spoke but I was aiming more for the sky instead of your ear,

hoping the words would ascend floating

around in the heavens replaying

in the form of a song,

encouraging us

again and again. You looked up

and feathers began falling reminding us of snow,

it was some sort of sign I’m sure

we stood there

knowing we were the prayer

our heart song riding……

on the wind now.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies