spirit – Rivers Renewed

Far Beyond

With our wordflow redeemed and our pathway secure,

our hearts will move us forward,

far beyond

what we used to know.

Renewal Meditation

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.

Note: Originally posted 2017.

The Strength and Healing of Spring

The strength and healing of spring, in the power

of a flower,

in the uplifting

of our wings

that once were broken,

wholeness now,

in all

that God has made.

Oceans Remembered

What I remember most about the ocean is that you can let your spirit glide out over the surface of the water into infinity,

or is it that the infinity is within us? Either way, with the ocean and the rhythm of the waves, both are possible I think. And somehow

the concept of God

is unmistakable.

The Shaping of Our Words

In the shaping of our words…..with our heart moving in a certain direction,

it is possible to make our world

a more beautiful place.

Sense the wordflow,

let boldness run,

and write it all down!

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.

Listening Heart

It was nearing December when his heart began speaking,

yet he wondered if he would see

the peace of snow falling

in the evergreen trees.

It was waiting for him…

if he would only listen.

Blue Meditation

In the blue….I see the color of both water and sky,

and in the richness of sunlight

I wonder

and hope,

our people will survive…

Climate.

Ocean Wind

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There are times when the wind from the ocean is malicious, yet on this day he noticed the wind was carrying a particulate peace from the depths,

moving beyond the weight and heaviness below the surface, instead moving determined, up and over,

towards the shore, and through the pines trees, winnowing. Finally swirling around his face, around his being,

whispering words, that lifted his spirit in an unknown language, sort of like music. So in a deep breath, he let it all go…..

How is it that the wind seeks us, until we are encouraged?

River Peace

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The river slowly flowing, around logs, over and around rocks,

as if silence was waiting,

a peace settled in over the water,

or was it filling those empty chambers

I had prayed about?

No matter, river peace

had descended in its special way,

once again.

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