We Share Something Beautiful

In all that we see around us, and in our world, does our wordflow, our paintflow, become affected?

We often see with our hearts – so how do we respond? I wonder at times if I should stop blogging.

I won’t replay the news but so many horrible things are happening. Racism, killings in the street, disease taking so many away, and an economy faltering.

How can I write, or attempt to write something beautiful in these difficult times?

Well maybe, just maybe that’s the best time to write, and create artwork.

We don’t turn a blind eye, yet we offer hope by sharing our hearts through our creations.

And hopefully……we share something beautiful…..with our world.

Amen. 

      

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A Silver Thread

A silver thread of dawn waking, sky held

muted

in the stillness

his eyes felt heavy brushing the stardust away,

he’d been dreaming of the ancients,

of poems from sages

with prophecies revealed

and the power of psalms.

Could his pen hold the light?

      

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Glimpses of Light

As the Spirit of Lying continues to strangle Washington D.C.,

choking our democracy,

ripping our unity 

we do occasionally have glimpses of light.

And the light of truth

will prevail,

subduing even the far right subverting,

Lying to win, winning at all costs,

will eventually

destroy itself.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Hope Moving in Our Oceans

Hope seldom comes down vertically, as if falling down from above, usually hope moves along horizontally from one person,

to another, to another, to another…… as in waves moving through our oceans.

Have you encouraged someone today? 

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies