Within a Whisper

100_1046Under the willow tree, I pause by the river touching

the bark,

as a blackbird glides

over the water

to an oak tree

on the other side.

I focus

on the depth moving slowly,

releasing a prayer

within a whisper,

into the wind.

    

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Note: From my archives, a revised poem.

Into a Stronger Flow

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We are defined by our courage not the scars within us,

and yet our trauma can change our direction.

Remember to hold onto the light,

allowing your river

to go even deeper, pushing

your spirit into

a stronger flow.

Amen.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Weeping Willow Tree

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Branches and leaves from the weeping willow tree bending

yet, still holding the sun in place

filtering

light, randomly sprinkled

on the surface of the water,

my spirit was lifting

in the beautiful silence

hovering over the river,

I could see through it

when I realized I did have a line

to write, was it a poem?

or a prayer?

I will have to ask the river

once again.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies