All of our hopes and dreams, the visions
we have for ourselves,
will only come to pass
if we press forward,
moving beyond
the ruins of our lives.
May your spirit be strengthened.
Amen.
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Category: prayer
Our Spirits Within
Poems and prayers may be etched in stone
yet only after they fill us
held
in our most sacred of spaces,
the human heart,
our spirits within.
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With Our Heart Songs
With our heart songs, with those unspoken prayers,
we shape and reshape the pliable scars
until, there’s a viable spirit
once again, for ascending
for some pulling down of heaven
to us
creating the hope for our art,
for our children
a future
we can believe in.
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On the Edge of Autumn
On the edge of autumn, where winter borders the mountains
a clouded sky,
muted light
bring a softness to the silence
and I can see my breath,
as I gently shape
another prayer
to the sky.
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Embracing Our Survival
When every tribe, language, ethnic group and nation,
begins to learn
to respect one another
harming no one,
the Earth will embrace
our survival, teaching us
to be gentle
and the essence
of life. Amen.
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In that Sacred Place
In that place of stillness, of sunlight sifting through the leaves,
in the quiet corridors of the human heart
where we can hear and understand,
clearly shape some poems
and prayers,
from who we truly are……
deep down,
a sacred place.
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Sand Dunes
I was in my heart on a dry day, and the ocean wind would not satisfy, no matter how much I believed.
So I went through the dunes hunting. Hunting for a reason some people are healed…..
and why some only have the faith of a little bird, with small wings.
Still others are a tortoise shell, hiding their heart, protecting themselves at all costs.
I breathed, and I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t keep holding it all, so I let it all go……every heartache.
And finally I allowed myself……to embrace the wind……from the ocean.
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