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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.
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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.
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A storm rolled through the valley today,
as I listened, to the thunder speaking
I was grateful
for the peace yet remaining
in the mountains.
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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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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.
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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.
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I can still taste the elixir she gave me, made of green plants
tasting of berries.
Light flickered through my mind
as I closed my eyes,
while birdsong filled my heart,
lifting me.
Note: This is an experimental poem on the senses and meditation.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
