rivers – Ancient Skies

We Do Eventually Become the River

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When we are in our seasons of prayer,

it’s not that we are sending our hopes, our dreams

down the stream, as paper boats toppling –

fragile vessels, through the rapids.

No.

We do eventually become the river,

sending hope

and the power of faith, surging,

merging,

with the greatest

of all oceans,

victorious.

In the Quiet Stream

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In the quiet stream, there are no secrets hidden

only answers

and confidence, reaching our minds

from the stillness

in our spirits.

The Message of the River

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If I am only strong within my frame, I have missed the message

of the river, for when it flows I move beyond myself

inspired – flowing into all

our oceans, carrying my heart,

the best part of me

into our world,

through a few simple words.

Poetry in Your Wings

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Let roar, let it rip

let it loose, let it fly

let it tear across the morning sky

your words, discovering why

there’s poetry

in your wings.

In this Moment

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In this day, in this hour, in this moment

I know that You are here,

walking by my side,

as Your great peace rests

over the still waters,

I am filled

and encouraged

as I breathe in,

my heart is renewed.

Rivers of Peace and Poetry

When our minds are at rest, our spirits

receive rivers of peace and poetry,

moving

with power, beyond our mist,

and filling us

with the flow

of eternity.

The Unbroken Stream

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Once our hearts have known the healing,

embracing ourselves instead of the pain

our poems will flow, from an unbroken stream.

Finding, not losing

who we are.

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