spirit – Ancient Skies

The Encouragement of Color

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Inspired by spring and a new sense of hope,

our wordflow becomes stronger,

lifting us and filling our spirits

with the encouragement

of color.

Heart Rhythym

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Oceans do bring me back to a true heart rhythm,

a peace filled depth,

a calm

that speaks

and a language

I can understand.

Opening Up the Sky

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When I was a boy, my bow was only made of plastic, but I could fire those arrows way up, so far, so far

into the blue that you could not see them anymore, lost

in the clouds until they descended suddenly

deep into the Earth as if an offering

received. Nobody knew

but I was a Crow warrior back then

simply opening up

the sky.

More beginnings.

In the Sacred Lights

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In the sacred lights of our love given, it’s amazing

how we receive so much more,

by not holding on.

We are stronger

from the love we share,

and remarkably

our vision becomes clear.

The Wind Coming Down from the Mountains

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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.

When Snowflakes Start Us Dreaming

When snowflakes start us dreaming,

with a softness descending

there is usually peace enfolding

before the end

of the storm.

A Meditation on the Lake

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As the wind drives ripples over the top of the lake

I feel my shoulders relax,

and cold air fills my lungs.

And the ease of letting the day go

surprises me as I meditate now

on my spirit taking off

reaching up,

into the clouds.

I am free and freer still.

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