zen – Ancient Skies

Into a Stronger Flow

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We are defined by our courage not the scars within us,

and yet our trauma can change our direction.

Remember to hold onto the light,

allowing your river

to go even deeper, pushing

your spirit into

a stronger flow.

Amen.

With a Quiet Strength

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Creeks swell in late spring, with a quiet strength,

longing to become rivers

guiding my spirit

to a beautiful peace.

A Quiet in My Spirit

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As the depth sways, moving… gently this way and that,

waves rise holding on

to the light,

sending sparkles into the air

I sense a quiet…

within my spirit,

then a moment of prayer

washes over me….

As the Wind Moves

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As the wind moves through the tall grass of the mountain

with a soft voice, a whisper really

reminding

we are of the earth carrying

fragments of soil in our veins,

pieces of clay in our bones

and an echo of the divine

in our skies.

We Recognize the Light

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In our deepest parts, in our farthest memories

we do recognize the light,

and in our flow we know,

that no trauma

will hold us back forever,

because looking up

we remember.

Sometimes the Night

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Sometimes the night can seem so beautiful,

and yet holds such a quiet deception,

the deflection of light

limiting,

our vision.

As the Sunlight Sparkles

As the sunlight sparkles on the lake, a few clouds slowly meander,

brushing by a memory,

sparking really a prayer

a hope

that brings shape to a poem,

so gently.

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