Our Spirit Wings

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We will know the peace internal,

recognizing,

the colors of the wind

when we reach out,

with our spirit wings.

     

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Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

In the Mist of the Waterfall

20200531_132117In the mist of the waterfall, in the rush

of water cooled air,

a voice spoke softly, melting

my scars, breaking

the stones yet remaining,

within my heart

creating a new wing……

and then I lifted

into the clouds

once again.

       

Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

In the Power of Green

20160709_140126In the power of green filling the leaves

a new strength, born again

a healing of our spirits,

an assurance

that no sickness is forever

that life runs deep

and strong within each

of our frames, even more

than the forest decorated

with oak and poplar trees.

It is spring, after all.

Hope and power, both together.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

Lifting Our Hearts

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Oceans will hold, and keep our prayers

as we walk along the shoreline

breathing in the peace

of rolling waves

within the rhythm 

more confident we are one,

or at least

more complete now,

and even in our weakest moments,

fully aware of who we are,

and that yes, we are able now

to trust the Divine

we walk taller……

knowing we are loved,

we lift our hearts

to the sky….

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, 2020, ancient skies

The Sense of Quiet

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Somehow in the snow, there’s a flow within us, as if the silence covers over the noise of this world,

releasing our inner person to finally feel our mystical bond with the created Earth, with the spirit we’ve all been given.

In the quietness, actually snow does make a sound, if you listen very carefully,

but the sense of quiet holds a unique peace like nothing else, that touches us deeply. Oneness.

Perhaps that is the most amazing thing about snow……

we truly sense the wholeness of who we are, and how…..we fit into this world.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: We’ve had very little snow but it has been grey for weeks, and cold.