When Our Hands are Guided

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When our hands are guided by the light, they will paint and write

the beauty and hope, that we all need.

May all our hands be guided,

giving from the best,

from our hearts

filled

with light.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies

The Transformation of Iron

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It took artists transforming the material once used for shackles and prisons,

to turn it into something beautiful, strong and yet

redeemed into art. Perhaps we can

truly take the everyday

and pieces of

our history

to create

beauty from ashes.

     

Art is redemption…. at work.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies

Sister

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Sister, I know life has been difficult lately, but we need you back in the fight,

no one else can share the light you have, maybe you’ve been hurt

but please pick up your shield and speak again, let

your heart song live again, creating

a better world.

        

Please sister, get back in the fight.

        

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Paint

blue paint

In the paint the artist is set free from the rules, from galaxies that are known

touching darkness briefly, but only to observe and tell the story

of the edge of colors and sanity – to bring to us, to tell of

the courage from other worlds, deep

down, or at least from the mind

of the painter.

     

It is the spirit of the artist that paints.

        

Poetry © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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And the poems will protect us – our spirits flying free

past the ancient ruins, beyond the scars

and the stars, of our galaxy.

         

There’s always another pen, to declare the majesty of the Queen,

or to perhaps describe the greatest beauty

eyes have ever seen.

      

What story have you lifted? Where is your hero fighting now?

Just walking and writing is how

we can truly know – now

the end.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”