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.

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Ocean Wind

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?

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River Peace

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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Horizon Meditation

The white blur of wings descending,

following the infinite line

of two blues converging,

as rocks on the shore count

the rhythm of waves.

He leans against a pine tree

and closes his eyes,

focusing

on a prayer.

Seagull wings.

     

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River in the Woods

The calmness of the river in the woods

filled my soul,

as logs and stones 

guided the flow, and the coolness

of leaves and tree limbs

enveloped me.

Peaceflow.

      

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In the Mountains

I found wordflow in the mountains,

healing for body,

and soul.

Hiking boots, and camera.

Note: I’m on a one day break today. See you very soon!

      

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Daffodils Tossed in the Wind

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.

      

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

Ocean and Sky

As my spirit drifted out over the water

I realized the ocean still held so much

light and sparkle,

and in the same way the sky held

our prayers,

keeping them safe,

tucked away in the clouds.

      

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Walking in the Peace

When I walked that trail where the mountain meets the sky

I felt the sun breaking through,

filtering, dancing in the pine trees

and I decided right there

to walk in the peace

I’d been given

carrying the light

of who

I was always meant to be.

      

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As I Sat by the Lake

As I sat by the lake today, a prism of light reflecting

I wondered how water could hold

so much calm within us, for us,

filling our very core

giving us a sense

of wholeness.

And somehow the water….

becomes part of us.

Meditation.

     

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