The Wind Coming Down from the Mountains


As the winter storm roared through the trees, thunder rumbled rolling

through the valley, having been sent down the side of the mountain,

and I realized our spirits are so fragile, we often sense

the loneliness of the wind, with snowflakes swirling,

and yet inside our cocoons, we acknowledge the safety

and that God was never angry, even though

He probably does live in the wind

coming down

from the mountains.


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Prayers from the Earth


In the soft blue of a winter morning, the wind shifts

and snowflakes fall quietly, from tree branches.

Honoring the peace, I breathe in prayers

from the earth, a most ancient ritual

of healing the spirit.


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The Christmas Whisper


She lay awake, next to him listening to him breathe. It was dawn now, and she didn’t want to disturb him, but she really did want to see if it was snowing yet. And it was Christmas now!

As she quietly peered through the window, and into the blue dawn, she saw the wind was up, and carrying the snow almost sideways. Would he like his gift? She sighed, and lay down again, touching his shoulder.

For some reason she needed to tell him how she felt, and she whispered to his sleeping ear, “Did you know you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me……?” She stared at his face, smiling.

He did hear the words, and he let them sink in deeply. It was the greatest thing anyone had ever said to him. He opened his eyes to her beaming smile.

She whispered again, “It’s snowing….”


Merry Christmas everyone!


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Under the Blue Light of Winter


Hidden away, in the stillness of the snow

under the blue light of winter

a set of eyes,

looking up

with a humble heart

releasing a prayer

and heaven,

as heaven often does,

begins to open

to listen

to the beautiful phrases

of Grandmother Squirrel.

I love when squirrels pray,

don’t you?


Note: Influenced by Native American stories.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies