Within our hearts a power we seldom tap into
or reveal, a positive flow of choosing
to be thankful,
changing us
and our world.
What are you thankful for today?
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Category: rivers
May Your Courage Run Strong
May your courage run strong, even in the crumbling desolation of our world.
May your art run like rivers in your veins, overflowing to those around you.
May your every fear be defeated as you choose to love anyway!
May you be blessed living in the light, taking back the night.
You know what to do. Yes, you do.
Blessings!
Note: This is from my archives.
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We Are the Rivers
In our wounds disguised
we do not seek who we once were,
instead moving forward
we find ourselves
smoothing jagged lines
rejecting the temptation of bitterness
determined
we are the rivers creating
a new vision, of who we should be
in spite of the darkness.
We fight on.
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Words Spoken
Well I received a notice the other day from wordpress saying I’ve been blogging for 5 years!!
Thank you again for all of your wonderful support here. I wish I could follow each one of you.
I don’t write out of some psychological need, and I certainly don’t write here to make money! Although it would be nice to have some books to sell.
I write simply because the words live within me. They simply flow.
Here’s a poem for today:
Words living within not to be hidden
or tucked away
but meant to be spoken
or written
from the heart.
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The Mystery of a Poem
The mystery of a poem dwells within our hearts,
as we connect and flow,
turning over words
until
we are a river
from the sacred mountains.
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With a Quiet Strength
Creeks swell in late spring, with a quiet strength,
longing to become rivers
guiding my spirit
to a beautiful peace.
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Spring Flows Strengthening
Within the depths of our spirits, spring flows
strengthening our rivers
calling forth our poems,
even washing
our minds with the hope
we were created for.
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