quiet – Rivers Renewed

In the Silence of the Woodlands Snow

In the silence of the woodlands snow, the dawn emerges blue

and all I can sense besides a sparrow,

is God’s presence moving

through the trees,

so I lift some quiet words

as a prayer…..

Frozen Moon

Within the delicate balance of the night, that space between the grey

and the promised dawn, snow clouds reach out floating,

expecting the surrender

of the frozen moon.

Purple in the Quiet Night

Purple in the quiet night drawing me closer, in silence almost like a prayer

into a peaceflow of color, drawing me

with a calm assurance

of knowing,

knowing after all….

we are spirit created,

we exist,

walking through our space and time

more tangible,

we are….

brightness in that darkest night.

Merry Christmas

In the calm silence of Christmas morning,

I awaken

reflecting on all the beautiful gifts

already given,

and as I look out my window,

snowflakes begin to tumble,

so I whisper,

“God…..

you know how I love the snow…..”

Merry Christmas everyone!

From our house to yours, regardless of your faith may you be infused with peace, love and joy,

and carry a great sense of hope in your heart.

Amen.

Peace Renewed in the Snow

It snowed again last night, shifting my paradigm this morning,

a renewal of peace flowing freely, infusing and delivering me,

teaching me in the letting go…

and gently, still hovering

over the earth.

Welcome to Rivers Renewed

Welcome to Rivers Renewed! This site was formerly Ancient Skies, and reflects where I am as a writer now.

My subtitle says, “Restoring and renewing our rivers through poetry and wordflow.“

Doesn’t that sound exciting? Here’s a short poem:

As our rivers get stronger, our words,

our phrases will infuse

even our own spirits.

Thank you again for reading!

Wishing you peace.

Seasonal Peace

Seasonal peace carrying our prayers, our hopes and dreams,

sometimes through a light snow

or even in a holiday bow,

drawing us closer into our own humanity

and even filling us

with a brighter vision,

that yes maybe we do have a future,

after all.

Note: I’m on a one day blogging break, except for 1 scheduled. Peace to you.

Winter’s Breath

Winter’s breath descending with a sense of quiet to our world,

infusing our reflections with peaceflow shaping

the understanding of who we,

within our restoration.

Wordflow is stronger in renewal.

Walking in the Late Autumn Light

Strengthened and walking in the late autumn light,

awakens some part of us

deep within,

a knowing perhaps,

an idea dawning

of a tangible wholeness.

In the peace of slowly falling leaves.

Peace Stands Tall

Peace stands tall in the autumn forest,

while the wind shakes prayers loose

from the leaves,

and sunlight

warms my face again.

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