Somehow Sunlight Flowed Again


He wasn’t exactly sure when his song returned

but it was there now,

filling his lungs, his mind

with a sense of wonder


Somehow sunlight

flowed again

within his spirit as if

he had been



Note: Based on an earlier work posted April 2016

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

The Winter Dawn


As the brilliance of the winter sun begins to break through the cold

tree branches are absorbed becoming lost in rays of light,

signaling there is still life here, as I take a deep breath

the wind moves, and slowly the snow covering

the trees, begins a christening of the earth

falling gently, and I am in awe

of yet another new day,

just born.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies