reflection – Rivers Renewed

Writing Wordflow

Within our veins our wordflow strengthening, surging

moving us forward

yet our phrases, our lines wonder,

wandering,

will the writer ever,

set them down on a page?

the heart is only

a temporary home.

Hope is a Diamond

We often look for hope as if we can’t find it, a very special treasure

diamonds, gold and rubies, can be easier to find

yet in our digging sometimes we are too hurt

or angry to find it, maybe we don’t care

a dim light hindering,

yet if we just let that pain go

the diamond shines

in a dark place

and we can hold on,

a little longer.

So let the pain go……and pick up your diamond.

Let the pain…..go.

Autumn Healing

Healing descends in my long walks through the forest now,

leaves falling, twirling

taking my breath away as I realize the simplicity

of healing,

the reality

of what love can do.

In the Light Dancing

And in the light dancing on the leaves, I knew then there was never a question of where to find wholeness,

or how the broken heart can mend. The leaves moved gently and the light spoke

as only light can speak. So I closed my eyes

allowing the healing

to begin.

Synthesis

When who we were blends with who we are now, a beautiful synthesis

shapes our phrases, and our wordflow forms

a new creation.

Never losing

who we truly are.

Well my attempt at simply sharing archives did not work. There were no technical problems. Yet I would look at the old poem and change it just a little.

And little more, and a little bit more…..and you get the idea. A synthesis, creating something completely new.

I guess in a way people are like that too…..always new yet not losing the core

of who we are.

Blue Meditation

In the blue….I see the color of both water and sky,

and in the richness of sunlight

I wonder

and hope,

our people will survive…

Climate.

Morning Meditation

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A stone feather, with purple light wrapped, in soft petals

as the drowsy joy of dawn,

puts to sleep

the mystery of the night.

He opens his front door,

breathing in

the morning air.

Winter Shadows

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In the shadows of winter, bark becomes prominent

in diffused light

the roughness of cold air,

with vague memories

of life lived in green

we pray for the life of the sun,

to be lifted again.

Peace Flow

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Peace is not only the ceasing of conflict and war

but the quieting of our spirits,

bringing wholeness

and creativity

flowing strong.

Pure Light

Light Streaming

Pure light will always make shadows,

as if covering us

with a set of wings

enabling, showing us

we can walk through it

causing our heart

to have confidence.

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