sky – Rivers Renewed

Visions Replacing Shadows

In the healing of the mountains a lone eagle gave me courage,

suddenly being able to see now, with visions

replacing shadows

canyons were no longer dark places

and the sky,

we love the freedom of the sky

don’t we?

was so much closer,

I felt I could almost

touch the center

of where

I wanted to be.

P.S. Due to having some health issues I need share some previous work for a few days.

Walking in the Mountains

As the trail opened up on top of the ridge, I was surprised by the brightness of the sun. Wildflowers in the tall grass moved gently in the wind.

I marveled at my spirit being at rest once again, and I was lifted into a space…..I had always wanted to discover.

In Our Night Songs

In our night songs we can move beyond our borders, hearts at rest,

with a quiet calm we slip easily

into dreams of peace,

and into the wings

enfolding us.

You Draw Me Closer

You draw me closer My Love, to the infinite One

when we close our eyes, we become

the horizon

of ocean and sky

ebb and flow

in the giving and taking

gently touching,

becoming one

we are free,

from time, and space.

And never alone.

The Earth Still Rejoices

The Earth still rejoices in her children who walk softly,

hopeful,

willing to let go

lifting,

their prayers

to the sky.

Blue Winter Sky

Peaceflow, as if descending from the blue winter sky, calming our spirits,

building our confidence, always speaking

of who we truly are,

while renewing

our strength.

Amen.

May the Depth of Our Song Be Remembered

May the depth of our song be remembered, as releasing the wings of our spirits

while feathers in the wind recall cloud songs,

the Earth still mourns for her people,

yet the sky whispers

for a new day,

to awaken.

music by Mary Youngblood

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.

My Heart, My Spirit

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My heart fills with poetry when I think of love,

my spirit seeks the peace

of healing in the earth,

and sky

always acknowledging,

the One who made us all.

Daffodils Tossed in the Wind

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On a quiet morning, with daffodils tossed in the wind,

and cherry blossoms beginning to fade,

I smell the rain coming, and search the clouds

dreaming of yesterday’s sun,

and some calming

meditation.

Note: From our house we can usually see the rain coming our way, over the mountains, and we often smell it in the air.

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